Lost Princess Poem by Bella Ravenstar

The princess
A kind and gentle soul
Tossed by peasants cruel
Burdened with woes
Stricken with pain
Her hope fading
Her jester peasant parents
Playing a bit of fools
Tired of thier jests
One day she fled far from home
And upon her weary travels she saw
The grand castle of the king
With welcoming beams
Drew her near
Knocking upon the beautiful doors
A maid treated her kindly
She felt quite at home
The lords escorted her
To the cahmbers
There she felt not alone
For they treated her kindly
All the worldly cares drifted away
A sweet warmth of the heart within
A subtle joy
She fullfilling duties for the king
Happy to assist
Then they bid her from the castle
And a renewal
Happy
THen as time passed
Burdens have again
Her jester parents not always letting her go
She snuck out anyways
Going to the castle
And there doing works for the king
Feeling as a princess she is forever be