Fairy Tale Poem by Janet Willemien Mulligan

One day, not so very long ago,
Began the union that born in woe.
And as the story tale goes,
It is said, that
Of the two beautiful mates,
Stood between them was the victim of hate.
For where love was not their fate
Strong forces were sung to break
Apart, any, happiness, yet to make,
And in their words face to face,
They spoke of much need to wait.
Though the forces that pull on them so
Were only going to grow and grow.
These outside efforts trying to slow,
Held fast to their prey, and even
The two victims did not know.
The sad part is when their end no longer could glow.
So parted they did,
As the energy forbid,
No longer together,
The two could feel each other.
But this they, quite rightly, hid.
Sure enough, there was a time when
Being together wasn’t nearly as tough.
And their eyes grew wide with surprise
Knowing now of the forces that before them did provide,
On them stood time now to decide,
And, naturally, began them to walk side by side.
As to only themselves, had they to abide.
Without the strings that pushed ahead with small lies,
Though, those strings are why they are tied.