It was a magnificent summer's morning
When I woke up, and I was surrounded by fairies
They each gave a little gift as I was smiling
But then I figured there was something as black as blackberries
In a sudden flash, there appeared a strange lady
I guess she cursed me, and I remembered being taken away
They took me to a cottage, and told I would make a fine lady
But I know how I suffered, how the years flew away!
I met a little prince, You can call it love at first sight
But then they took me to my palace, to my father!
Something pulled me towards a spinning needle, one might
Ipricked my finger and for a 100 yrs fell into a deep slumber
My Prince woke me up, I was startled and shocked
I was the lost princess, It as magical as can be
After 16 whole years me and my family reunited
And we danced the waltz, For I was the one they called Sleeping Beauty!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mantrana, such an exciting story expressed in your poem...10++++
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