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A Night
by Kate Demeree
A Night
With the Prince
Once upon a time
In a not so far away place
There was a prince, with a dark swarthy face
Now it happened that this prince ran across this lady
And oh, the encounter,
It was
just
plain
crazy!!!
But the prince being a prince,
Loved to play princely games
And the lady did not know how.
She only knew honesty,
Although it came late to the ball.
When she introduced him to the prince
With her tears, knowing she was unjust
Also knowing that she must,
The prince with princely charm,
Offered, the ragged lady his arm
Attempting to dance through the night
But the lady , was no lady
She was minus a few parts
One of the things she lacked
Was her heart.
It belonged to another who had come before,
And left only footprints on the lonely shore.
With tears in her eyes,
An ache in her heart
She asked him
To make a fresh start
But the poor valiant prince
Who had cared from the start
Could no longer stand
The ache in his heart
With silent strength
And awesome courage
He whispered...
A quiet
Good-bye
04/07/2003 Author's Note: To Sweet Brown Sugar, A Prince
Posted on 04/07/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/15/07 at 11:47 AM if the princess who wrote this tale should find herself encountered by a prince, the first thing he would notice on the princess was her heart, which is as incredibly giving as a Cornucopia and as big as Saturn and growing as we type. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 10/30/09 at 05:17 PM What a waltz you paint. Honesty tapping each partner on the shoulder, causing the dancers to go within to decide if they will dance with that persistent partner. I agree with Phil about that Cornucopia of a heart. Well done, Kate. Thanks. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/03/09 at 01:02 PM I agree with Glenn Katee....CharMin |
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