eventually it will kill you.
My Princess
A shooting star, listens from afar
Enchantment bursts amid her tail
Shining bright, imagination ignites
Solace for the somber and frail
Folded hands, across the land
Yearning for love, for might, for life
Eyes of passion, tear and tighten
Cries for ends of mourn and strife
Laden with wishes, for fame and riches
Embarks the sky with stardust footprints
Bathed in revere, she must disappear
For all our dreams, she will imprint
Marcella Nolan © 2007
A Beautiful Daughter ♥ .