Long long ago in a far away land
A prince rode into town on a white horse
A lowly but beautiful peasant girl
Took his eye
Blonde flowing locks
And eyes of blue
Hands that only his would fit
She wore a smile of rosebud lips
And with her walk a swing of hips
He picked her up strong with one hand
Placed her gently in his saddle
And rode off into fantasy land!
I see what you mean about dreamy...this is very lovely...right out of a fairytale! Hugs, Dee
Welcome to the 'HUNT' of Poems by Poet's...Good Luck & Good Writing ~ Solid Penning...Smooth & well crafted stem 2 stern, m' lady... F. j. R.
And not a glass slipper in sight.... Welcome aboard, Impossible Princess. Hope to see some more of your work. Love, Fran xx
One presumes with the name that even in fantasy land a princess not born to be will find life difficult. Alison
This is a very interesting introduction to The Impossible Princess. It sets the scene I'm assuming! It's lovely and romantic and it's well written too. But who are you really dear Impossible Princess! ! ! ? I like this whoever you are! jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An' as the dream lives 'appily ev'r after