A Fairy Godmother
I sit in dust and tatters while
hearing
The giggles and prattling of my
stepsisters
As they get ready for the ball.
No going to a ball for me! Instead
I gather all the peas and carrots
My stepmother has thrown onto the
floor.
Through my self-pitying tears, I
glimpse
A shimmer that dazzles like many
sunlit raindrops,
Then the metamorphosis begins
Like a butterfly emerging from it’s
cocoon.
A pumpkin turns into a coach and my
many mouse
Friends become a driver, footman,
and horses too!
I, myself, spin around in wonder to
find myself
Changed from an ugly duckling into a
swan!
Will my dreams finally come true?
Will I get my heart’s desire?
@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry 2014
I wrote this poem while in a writing class. Writing classes give you ideas to write about. I've always enjoyed fairy tales as a kid and this is a poem about Cinderella. I remember dreaming about my prince charming when I was younger. They say you have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince. Unfortunately that is very true but I have met some very nice frogs on the way.