Cinderella Poem by Heather Burns

Father met a lovely lady,
She had two daughters one
was crazy

Father and daughter went
to stay
In a mansion far away

Father turned ill one cold
day
everyone bowed their heads
to pray

Stepmother turned into a
witch
along with daughters became
a bitch

Cinderella was their slave
She stood tall tired and
brave

Cinderella's friends were very
few
she knew exactly what to do

Take care of stepmother
sister too
work and work till day is
thru

One day a messenger came to
call
inviting all girls to a ball

The prince was home it was
getting late
girls meet him at the kingdoms
gate

He was looking for his wife to
be
the King also wanted to see

The ugly sisters gowns were
fine
Cinderella thought where is
mine

Her little friends and two
field mice
thought about her problem
twice

We'll make a gown for our
friend to wear
she'll be beautiful ever so
fair

So the friendly sewing circle
began
sewing A lovely satin band

stepsisters started to contrive
to destroy her gown never to
arrive

Her fairy Godmother came in
view
She knew exactly what to do

Touched her with a magic wand
a fabulous gown she put on

Dressed in her stunning gown
of white
Cinderella was a pure delight

Waiting for her carriage of
gold
her future was about to unfold.

to be continue