What Happened

I was supposed to be queen of something by now.
Or king or czar or at least mayor.
Ruling people in such a way that they fawn over me.

I was supposed to be on magazine covers.
With the prettiest face, and the body we all want. 
My dainty ankle recognized immediately as I step out of a limo. 

I was supposed to have six mansions, and eight swimming pools.
I would decorate them in reds, purples, silvers, greens and yellows.
One of them would be entirely done in orange though, my favorite color.

I was supposed to have won the lottery, and had the ticker tape parade.
People in foreign countries would ask me for my autograph,
for I would not be revered only in one country.

I was supposed to have the happily ever after prince, and the white horse.
My face was supposed to be carved on Mount Rushmore.
What the heck happened?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Sands Avatar
March 2, 2021 at 3:36 PM
lol. Yes, we can wonder why we were not so many things. Great one. Well done Caren :)
Krutsinger Avatar
March 3, 2021 at 6:38 AM
Thank you Heidi.
Hankins Avatar
March 2, 2021 at 9:54 AM
Well, like all of us who sought to achieve greatness, I suppose the ship left the pier while we were gawking. Great work! I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Krutsinger Avatar
March 3, 2021 at 6:38 AM
Thank you. I keep thinking "wait a minute.....that was supposed to be me!"
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