Beauty Life Love and Time

Midnights gazing into her vanities mirror whileas finishing Her beauty's final brushing ? Trying to somehow, remember Was it here or was it there and when was it, exactly; that she... First noticed the timeline wrinkles about her eyes ? Coaxing a smile Afore her daughter walked in although, she could only cry; knowing this that Reflections they never lie ? As the phone then chimed twas her baby sister upon The other end of his line; sharing their tears; beauty, in thighs like time ? Covered This bed wherein they both now lay ? Turning towards her daughter whom yet now Stood silent she said, Please, bring me my favourite flowers dress and a glass of wine.. Tonight, I am going to be but a princess again once more; left waiting for, His Prince be time.