Maureen

they told me once
but I've forogtten -
how the fairytale would end
might e'er I wake
to find forever come
and every hope
returned to be -
a bouquet red and purple
iris wrapped in roses
destiny of silks
tell to me again
the way - and where the future
sparkles -
white against the blackest night
with wishes held so long
dream again
and I will find my story
yet unfolding -
as I was loved -
forever this - the beauty
that is me