Long ago, in a far away land,
The lonely princess had a plan.
To hide her beauty and wit,
And live in the dust and dirt and grit.
So away she ran, to a woman with two daughters
Who had never seen, never heard a father.
She became their slave, working dawn til dusk.
Ragged clothes and a bed made from husk
Though she was poor, the princess Ella
had never, not in the months that were better
Had ever felt so free
Singing with the birds and bees.
Then one night, there was a ball,
The king had invited all,
To find his disgrace of a child
And make of her a towering fire.
The princess dared to go,
To mock what had been her home.
In a dress of midnight blue
Her confidence strengthened and grew
Ella hid behind a mask of satin
With grace murmuring insults in Latin
Then the prince, from a neighboring land,
Recognized her as one of the Emerald clan
She fled the dance
With not so much as a backward glance
The prince found her slipper, made of spun glass
And vowed to find the beautiful lass
From town to town, pier to pier,
To where the water ran clear
A search was made through seven forsaken days
Though her path was naught but a maze.
Then the widowed mother
Betrayed her innocent maid
Tied the glass slipper to her with lace
And for money, gave away her grace.
Ella fought with the might of saints
But against the king she had no chance
But the prince! Learning of the ruler’s dark plan,
Stole Ella away, and became a highwayman
In the prince’s home, there they wed
Unbreakable vows they both read.
And the hidden princess became a queen
And to help the poor, used what she had seen.
And the king, Ella’s father
Married the widow, and took in her daughters
The kingdom revolted, and moved on
Leaving the royals soon to be gone
Ella never forgot her life of work and wind
The ashes coating her skin
So the Queen Cinderella wrote her tale on a scroll
And into it, poured her soul.