Poem 3 - Happy Ever After

Reads: 108  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 1

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poem 3 of 7

Submitted: March 17, 2012

A A A | A A A

Submitted: March 17, 2012

A A A

A A A


The witch has met her doom,

And he walks into the room.

He looks around,

And finds her lying down.

Upon a bed of silk,

Face white as milk.

He walks over to the bed,

Feet feel as lead.

He fears the princess’ doom,

As he walks to her bed.

He leans down to caress her soft lips.

The spell is broken with a kiss,

Now they are free to do as they wish.


© Copyright 2017 Iris Silverson. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply