I dedicate this poem to all of you, who like myself, still believe. I l’amour toi all!
We’ve been fascinated with them since we were little girls.
Back when we wore our hair in ribbons and curls.
We longed to go to a fancy ball and wear a pretty dress.
Now our lives are full of worry and stress.
All we wanted was to be like the Princess in our favori story,
A place filled with nothing but glory.
A place where true loves Kiss can break the most evil of spells.
A land of happily ever afters and wedding bells.
Where the glass slipper always fits,
And a handsome Prince who finds it easy to commit.
It’s where true l’amour always conquers all,
And where no dream is too small.
A land where magic carpets can fly,
Where l’amour is always in full supply.
An enchanting place where sirènes swim under the sea,
Where chivalry lives on and men get down on one knee.
Deep down we all want the fairy tale,
Where dreams and faith prevail.
We can go there any time we wish to break loose,
The fact that we’re grown now isn’t an excuse.
It’s a place where chasing your dreams is never a crime,
If only we could live once upon a time…