Maiden and the Frog

In small villages,  near the castle,
lived a fair maiden with her father, a blacksmith

She had fallen deeply in love with the prince,
but couldn’t get close enough to him to be recognized
Having no hope to be the love of a prince, she just went on with her life

One day she walked to the pond with a basket of clothes to wash
She came upon a frog
The frog said,
 “O, fair maiden I’m an enchanted frog.
A kiss from me will make you as beautiful as a velvet rose that stands out in the middle of a garden,
The sight of you will make the Prince fall madly in love with you.”

The maiden was fascinated at the thought of becoming beautiful to catch the attention of the prince and
Believing what the frog had said

She then closes her eyes and brought the frog to her lips

Poof!

O! My!

An enchanted prince stood by the pond

To her astonishment, there was no change in her appearance when she stared at the reflection in the pond

With absolutely no remorse
The enchanted prince had other intentions of his own
He was in love with the prince’s sister
So off he went to the castle looking for the princess

The maiden was left feeling foolish with a weaken spirit and
A lesson learned not to trust anyone

By: Eve Roper 5/20/2015

Revised from;  
Homophone - Girl And The Frog Only Homo's Allowed  4/30/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Deschler Avatar
May 25, 2015 at 10:40 PM
Sadly her story did not have a happy ending, though I liked that twist in this fairytale... A very creative and enjoyable poem. Nice work, Eve!
Roper Avatar
May 27, 2015 at 8:54 PM
Thank you, Kelly, inspiration compliments always helps me to write when I have people like you to keep inspiring me. There always have to be a lesson to learn.
Pinet Avatar
May 23, 2015 at 12:45 PM
An interesting prospective on how sometimes life seems so receptive and yet non-responsive to our needs. Emile.
Roper Avatar
May 27, 2015 at 8:51 PM
Thank you, Emile, your inspiring compliments always a blessings.
Smith Avatar
May 21, 2015 at 7:19 PM
I love the moral of the story....good luck Tim
Roper Avatar
May 21, 2015 at 7:43 PM
Thank you, Tim, hugs eve
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