Poem -

meadows dream

Across the meadows, beside a stream, crouching on the ground, a young lady sits in silence her dreams nowhere to be found, her eyes peering from within her hands, trying to view her reflection, trying to understand, a face looks back upon her, fragile and incomplete, she has no idea the fate she is destined to meet, somewhere along the way, pieces of her true self had faded away, she longs to seek the answers, to find out who she is, to bring back her pieces find the life she dreamed to live, as the leaves trickle the water, and the cold mist begins to rise, she takes a soft white tissue and wipes the tears from her eyes, a light break's through the tree's and shines beauty across her way, her heart slowly warming, now she's remembering the way, across the meadows, left by the stream, an old stony pathway, divided in between, a right turn at the cross, following the flowers, no way you can get lost, as her heart begins to beat , a smile upon her face, she lifts her tired legs and stands strong upon her feet, a date with destiny a prince im off to greet, with every step in the right direction, noticing beauty along the way, her dreams begin to connect, all she had lost from yesterday,her destiny awaits her a future to be seen, off to marry her prince and one day rein as queen.

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