Cinderella's Dream

With kindness her armor, she faced the disdain,

A servant's burden, a life filled with pain.

Yet her spirit, unyielding, refused to break,

A flicker of hope, a dream she would make.

Through the darkest hours, she found solace in song,

Birds and mice as her friends, a chorus strong.

Her heart, a beacon of resilience and might,

Guiding her steps towards the ball's grand sight.

With a wave of magic, her rags turned to gold,

A transformation, a story to be told.

Her beauty, unmatched, inside and out,

A princess unveiled, casting away doubt.

Midnight approached, the enchantment would fade,

But love's imprint remained, memories made.

Cinderella's dream, a testament to belief,

That even in hardship, one can find relief.