She Waits
She holds her pillow tight,
She closes those blue eyes,
She shuts out all the light,
And inside, she dies.
Wishing upon a bright star,
Her knight, never comes.
Maybe he’s not far;
He might come, so she waits.
Didn’t think it’d take so long.
Dust is collecting on her.
She feels that she doesn’t belong;
So she waits for her sir.
She sees him coming along,
The bouncing lanterns gleam.
She waited so long!
She wakes, it was just a dream,
So now, she waits.
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