Princess Poem by Aishwarya. Ash

A little girl up she grew
In a volley bowl of sky;
A Heidi in white snow
With God father and goats.

She slept beneath a cloud
Of milky stars and whirled into a Dorothy wind.
Up and up she flew in the arms of dwarves,
Into a crystal crypt
And a forest made of thorns.
She climbed a rope of hair.

Up to giant's lair.
Hand in hand with Hansel
She clicked her heels and fell.
And fell and fell and fell.


-Aishwarya