Thumbelina's Dimension Hop

Sat, 08/05/2017 - 20:33 -- ukuroda

 

One second I was next to my prince, but next thing I know,

he’s disappeared!?

Or is it I who disappeared – did I get transported?

Though it's as if I’ve grown giant,

or perhaps my whole world shrank?

But it seems I’m far from my home -

might not be the same world either because

Everything is so different.

 

FIVE YEARS LATER

 

I’ve grown accustomed to this world, this life –

encountered others like me, and I have to say,

I favor some of them – they’ve become my friends.

A friend showed me what is called a phone.

It allows me to talk to people without them near –

It’s quite the peculiar object.

And the animals I've talked to, they're so small and won't respond.

It's as if they've all gone mute!

Of course, I haven’t given up on going home – back to my prince.

 

ANOTHER FIVE YEARS LATER

 

I give up.

I don’t believe there’s a way back.

My life here isn't half bad either.

I’ve found myself a job and

I’ve met a nice gentleman.

He says he loves me and I –

I told him I love him, too.

I don't know about you my prince, but I’m sorry.

I’ve moved on.

 

 

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