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When I was a child so long ago

I read so many fairy tales

I’d dream of my own prince coming

To carry me away.



But, alas, the charming prince I found

Just turned into a frog

And my childhood dreams were left behind

To slowly fade and die.



Once again I found myself alone

And dreams came trickling back

Just maybe my prince was still out there

And he would find me now.



And miraculously, one day I found

My prince just standing there

He asked me out and I said yes

The rest is in the books!



Debbie Edmiaston

Feb. 10, 2003