No
In a far off land a princess lays down her head
As I lay awake in my lonesome bed
I imagine this princess looks into glistening streams
Hearing nothing more than lullabies and soft dreams
A place of utter peace
An aura that will never cease
The feeling of sand and rose petals
Instead of shackles of metal
Which I feel are so real
To this princess' appeal
I see her as a free spirit
But could I ever live in it ?
I wonder if some other time she were I ?
And I cry out into the dark raven sky
Can I be her for an hour or so ?
And I hear my answer so clear ' NO".
7-1-04
Copyright © Courtney Young | Year Posted 2005
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