MID-WAY

By Trish  2013

Once upon a time, there was a lovely young maid,
she couldn't even help, with the table to be laid!
You see, someone had stolen the good girl's hands,
long, long ago, in far off, unknown, foreign lands.

One day as she walked, a prince passed her by,
he saw the handless maid and gave a  long, sad cry,
"Dear girl, dear girl, what brought  you to this state?
What mischief has befallen you, to cast such a fate?'

'Dear sir, dear sir, it is not as bad as it seems,
I find time to wander, and time for sweet dreams.
Nothing can I take, and nothing can I give,
and as I now, view it, leaves me free to love and live'.

Trish  2013



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