The Enchanted Princess

Tattered black flats morphing into shiny glass slippers, 

Fairy Godmother, magic mice, reversing clock that strikes at midnight,

Shiny orange pumpkin remodeled into a magnificent horse drawn carriage,

Raggedy dress that refashioned into her flawless ballgown.

Cinderella's beauty was hidden by her lack of monetary wealth,

Forced to scrub the floors, sweep the chimney, chores fit for a man,

Fair faced, pale blue eyes, with lovely hair, dainty size 4.5 feet,

Required to be a maid to her ungrateful warden and ugly stepsisters. 

Locked up and hidden away from society not to be seen by a passerby,

Personality stifled, sweetness and bravery concealed,

Forced to dwell in the darkness of someone else's shadow,

Inadequacy and imperfections put on display in the spotlight,

Doors bolted, barred and chained, escape simply unfeasible,

Enslaved to the inside walls of an unkempt and antiquated shack, 

Oppressed and discouraged and suffocated with verbal slurs, 

Unhappy, unappreciated, overlooked and disregarded,

Blessed and discovered by a fairy-grandmother's magic wand,

Sprinkled and sugarcoated with a little bit of attention love and care,

Glittered with a simple wave of angel whispers and fairy dust,

A princess blossomed from a box of junk into a beauty divine,

Meeting her perfect mate handsome, strong and kind,

A bond awakened by a simple, sweet kiss imploding with passion,

Hand in hand, hearts and souls becoming one in unity,

Made for each other like twinkling stars in a midnight sky,

At first glance, making one another complete in loves unbroken spell,

A lifetime lacking a struggle or worry to be seen, 

Together in an enchanted castle built just for two,

With a lost slipper, a magic ball, a stroke of midnights call came, 

Fairytale ending in happily ever after, complete and utter perfection.