What happened to the frog
who was never kissed by a princess?
Doomed to ever be a frog
living in a swamp under a slimy log?
What would have happened
to a mortal; like beautiful snow white?
If she had never been kissed
by a prince; or rescued by a heroic knight?
Did the princess really eat a fabled
rosy red; appealing poisoned apple?
Get her pure innocent finger pricked
by a spinning wheel; or fall in an evil deal?
Without the immortal power
of true loves kiss;
there can be no happy ever
after eternal bliss.
Dreams of destiny seized
the power of true love too;
are belief systems pursued
purchase price paid is up to you.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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