Cinderella Had Her Day

A poor child was Cinderella 
Her life was tough, her days were long 
In her lonely hours she day dreamed of a better life 
One without greed, hunger and strife

 
I too was a poor child 
And in my loneliest of times I day dreamed as well 
Only I knew that there would always be greed, hunger and strife 
I dreamed of Love 

 
The kind of love that you read about in a fairy tale 
Love that... no matter what happens... stays strong and true 
Love that when your down and blue, picks you right up 
Love that when your arms ache to hold, 
Or your body aches to be held 
It is there all around you

 
Love that when your worried about paying a bill 
Lets you know your not alone 
And that even if that bill don't get paid 
That love is there where it will always remain

 
A Love that looks deep inside and sees the true beauty 
A Love that never judges or controls 
A Love that warms you head to toe 
A Love that is understanding, compassionate, honest

 
Well I have my Prince 
And I Have that Love 
Cinderella's Prince received a glass slipper 
You received my Heart

 
Dreams do come true 
I realized that the first day I met you 
You are everything and so much more than I ever hoped for 
I Have gotten my day too 
Im so in love with YOU

By Mary E.S.