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The Beatiful Princess

by Louisa Hall
8/10/2009 / Poetry

The Beautiful Princess

There was once a beautiful princess
Who lived in her father's castle
One day in her wanderings
She discovered a most delightful sight
Here was a hidden room in a tower high
With pretty furnishings
And an antique mirror
Lovely and wide.

She closed the door
And forgot her former life
And with all this,
Her heart remained quite light.
For each day when she awoke
She'd parade in her dresses
Then sit at the mirror
And comb out her tresses.

All day she would sit
In perfect delight
In front of her mirror
And gaze at the sight.
Or perhaps, even from the window watch
The interesting sights below.
There were dancing elves
And animals out to play

Courting men and blushing ladies
Sights so amiable for hours of her gazes
And merrily the day would pass in dreamy hazes.
As she retired in her rickety cot
She'd fall asleep dreaming of her happy lot.

Then one warm summer's morning
It dawned on her to ask,
She curiously wanted to know:
"Mirror," she asked, with much uncertainty
"do you think I'm beautiful?"

So pondering these thoughts, she started to look
And the more that she looked
She more she could see
And the more that she realized
She couldn't POSSIBLY be-
Beautiful.

Her nose was too big
Her ears were too small
She had pimples! She had freckles!
It was no use at all!
And with each day that she spent
In relentless resent
Of each wrong feature
That the mirror would present.
Her tower room grew darker
Colder
Smaller.

And prison bars appeared!
And locks on her doorway.
And deeply seeped her bitterness
As daily grew her fear.
Desperate for rescue, she cried out below
"Help me, I'm trapped, I'm lost, I'm alone."

An elf, hearing her cry
Came to her aid
"Hush your cries"
Her words, soothing and warm
Reassured the princess
As the elf gently pried

"What's the matter, dear one?"
"Am I beautiful?" the princess asked in reply
The elf said laughing "of course you are."
Deeply relieved, she let out a sigh
And turned to wave her hero goodbye.

But as the elf was leaving
The princess let out a cry
"Your ears, your ears! How perfect they are!"
She ran to the mirror
And confirmed her deep fears
Her ears, so small, ugly and dainty
Poisoned her otherwise pretty expression

What would the elf
With her perfect elfish ears
Know of being ugly?
Her word could not be trusted.
The elf, quite alarmed
Came with more help.

Each day came another person to tell
The princess of her captivating beauty
But also in they, she found only a mirror
Of all her physical failings
And resulting displeasure.
In bitterness she hid
In her cold, dark, prison cell
And contemplated how loathsome to all she must be.

Until one day, a prince had heard of her plight
And had come to her rescue.
He was after all, also a knight.
He climbed up a ladder and yelled from the window
"Haven't you heard princess?"
He yelled the good news
"That beauty comes from the inside"

Really? she thought, taken a back
Could this possibly be true?
"Come back tomorrow" she called back softly
Her voice shaking slightly with hope.
She thought to herself, pondering to the mirror
If beauty comes from the inside
Do you think I'm beautiful?

So she started to look
But the more that she looked
She more she could see
And the more that she realized
She couldn't POSSIBLY be-
Beautiful

Her heart had grown
Bitter, proud and full of fear
Insecurity marked her and she knew that
All the could do
For the rest of her days
Cry alone, trapped, lost and afraid
Tears streaming down and down her ugly face.

The prince arrived, early next day
To hear her sobbing and crying
She dared only but glance at his face.
"Shh princess"he started to say
When wickedly she burst
"You're too ugly for me, I need someone
More beautiful than me, but if am ugly,
Then who should that be?"

Wisely he knew just what to say.
"Where is your father?"
-"Huh? I don't know."
"Have you seen him, have you asked him?
What does your father say?"
"You know my father?" She asked, tentatively
"Yes and I know, that he said HE has the key,
He is coming to set you free."

"Oh my fatherI forgot about him.
He loves me, he accepts me, I'm pretty to him.
I guess I could possiblywait for him.
But Oh, I'm afraid, what if my father hates me this way."

With the hope the prince had brought
The window bars caved
And he asked the beautiful princess
If he could comfort her and stay
Until her father to her rescue came.

Yes she nodded
Drying her damp eyes
She graced the prince with a beautiful smile.
Together they broke through the prison night.

In the next second, the father smashed down the door.
He had come as fast as he could race
And grasped her in his arms
Lifting her so high
He reveled in delight.

"You are so lovely, admirable
beautiful, sweet, gentle, perfect
pretty, fine, wonderful, dazzling, captivating
delightful, powerful"
His praise went on and on

She wondered how she could ever think of herself so wrong
"I have so much to tell you
Of the love I feel for you, my child.
Let your security reside
In the love you see in my eyes

I long to hold you
As I did when you were young
You are my precious treasure.
Believe me, believe this:
My love for you is real."

With these words he took the mirror
And smashed the lying glass.
And cast the pieces
To the other side of the world.

He addressed the prince
"Worthy man, I give my daughter to you
love her as I do.
Daughter, you are beautiful
Son, a worthy King.
Reign in my stead and do me proud
And I will be back soon.

I am a bible college student in Brisbane Australia.

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