Wishes

How I wish I would get everything I want,

only if I had a fairy to make my wish grant.

Dresses and shoes galore it would be,

so many so that the floor of my room I could barely see.

Would he also grant me a carriage pretty,

So I might meet my charming prince witty.

To waltz we sway and dance, 

locking eyes and giving in to the hesitant romance.

Luscious were his lips, blue were his eyes and deep was his voice,

so close, we had to kiss but no choice

Then I woke up to my alarm ring,

to find my prince, dress and my shoes missing.

It is not the sorrow of the prince being gone,

it is much the tears for the lost shoes and dresses that I had forgone.