Fairytales
As children, we are told stories.
By Cierra MerrymanPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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As children, we are told stories,
Of monsters and dragons,
And evil witches trying to kill good people,
Stories of prince charming,
Coming to rescue the princess in distress,
When we get older we tend to think,
That these stories are just that,
Fairytales,
Prince charming is just a man.
And true evil cannot be purified with water.
But what we fail to see is,
That we fight fire breathing dragons
Everyday,
We grow up to become our own heroes,
We find our Kings and Queens,
To share our loving castles,
And we find that the true Magic is found,
In the smiles of our little princes and princesses,
As we tell them those same stories,
That gave us strength as children.
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This poem was so magical and cute! Please read one of my fantasy poems in return! https://vocal.media/poets/siddharta-s-hideout