A Spot Of Tea

Image Credit: Chance of Sunshine: Cinderella On Her Tea Break
 
 
Cinderella took a break
to have a spot of tea
 
When a little birdie spake
as normal as can be
 
“I was just flying along
and spotted you down here
 
Could you sing me a song
if you’d be so dear?”
 
Which came as quite a shock
to Cinderella at the time
 
No that the bird did talk
but instead how he did rhyme
 
“I don’t want to seem dense
or anything of the such
 
Yet it doesn’t make any sense
to me all that much
 
Why would a song bird
want for me to sing
 
When a melody should be heard
in the tune you’re warbling?”
 
“Alas because I have no choice
for there’s a problem you see
 
I recently have lost my voice
and no warble’s left in me!”
 
As the birdie began to cry
Cinderella’s heart was broken
 
She said she’d give a try
then realized that he had spoken
 
“Now just wait one minute,
what’s this game you play?
 
If you’ve no voice in it
how did those words you say?”
 
Birdie then hung his head
and shook it to and fro
 
“Well the truth is,” he said,
“you won’t believe me I know!
 
But a wicked old witch has
cast a spell on me
 
And so a bonnie lass
must sing to set me free!”
 
“Oh you silly little thing
why didn’t you just say so
 
Of course for you I’ll sing
and back to yourself you’ll go!”
 
As Cinderella sang strong and clear
birdie became a prince no less
 
Who then said, “Marry me dear!”
 now Cinderella is his princess!
 
Teresa Marie  12/20/11 ©
 
 
 
 
 

Stepping Through The Mirror

Stepping through the mirror
what a shock to see
when a whole other world
was there before me 

The people were real
and so finely gowned
almost screamed with glee
at what I had found

 They failed to notice
as they all talked
in the same direction
seemed everybody walked

I began to back up
not to draw attention
hand toward my face
I held in suspension

A most elegant glove
was donning my hand
as my foot caught
on my hem’s band

I thought what’s this
as I looked down
I saw my attire
a gorgeous ball gown 

I felt like Cinderella
and followed the crowd
to an elegant hall
where music played loud

As I entered in
they announced my name
when the royal prince
then did graciously exclaim

Now you have arrived
the wedding may begin
and I figured that
 heaven I was in

That’s when I awoke
‘twas a dream I’d seen
but what an adventure
it had truly been

Teresa Marie  9/16/11

Where I Can Be

In my storybook dreams
where I can be

Anything that I want
imagination is set free

Maid Marianne in Nottingham
when meeting Robin Hood

And fighting off the Sheriff
on the side of good

Or maybe even Cinderella
with her wicked step-sisters

Who trades in her rags
for some glass slippers

I could also be
as Joan of Arc too

In my fantasy world
nothing I can’t do

I love to read
and let myself go

Where my life’s different
and problems can’t follow

Somewhere down the line
the storybook still ends

And the time is
over that it suspends

When your real life
floods back in again

But you hold on
to next time when

You can once more
into your book escape

And create the world
in your own shape!

Teresa Marie   9/16/11