Cinderella

Oh, Cinderella,
why did you marry so soon?
Did you in your girlish mind,
think you would be happy forever?
That his money and face
would be enough for you.
Did you think the morning would come
when you woke up thinking,
“oh, what have I done?
Twenty odd years on a man I don't really love.”
Your loyalty is strong,
and you have children, now grown.
He took you away from your hell,
but trapped you in a cage.
You will be together forever,
though you don't love him, he loves you.
So another twenty odd years go by,
and what have you done with your time?
Almost fifty years you have together,
and one year ran into another.
One day much the same as the next,
another year the same as the last.
Now you are old, and looking back,
you know you did the right thing,
but you can't help a regret or two.
He has been good to you,
but oh so boring it was, and now,
now you think of your regrets,
things you wish you had done, if only,
if only you had the courage.
He still has a pretty face, and he still loves you,
he still is prince Charming.
So you take his hand and you walk together,
and the years will continue like this.
You, never free from the cage, safe but protected,
knowing you'll be together forever.

Shinemyrtle