Evil stepmother’s reflection

Heading in the Hunter’s direction

Wanting a heart

Nil will set her apart

Expending any bill

No other way would give her such trill

No botox or laser

Can help be fresher

Needing the heart of the pale and the lesser

Not anyone, but a girl
Dark haired with crimson lips

And winsome beauty

 

Little did the step mother know

The Hunter was indeed in love with the girl

He ran with a pace

With such delicate grace

To tell the truth to her face

 

Such cruel matter

That the girl was her step flower

Only she had the power

To run at that hour

Into the dusky forest

 

Trotting far

Tumbling into a cave

With a bang of the head

On a gemstone instead

She said “Good lord am I dead?”

As eyes became heavy

An obsidian night

 

In the morning the dwarfs would find her in light

They poked with a stick      

Heard a burst and then kick

It was a girl they saw

That left them in awe

With not a single flaw

 

Opened jaw

To give a yawn

That would soon spawn

The affection of all dwarfs in Arozon

 

With a soft voice the girl said

“My dear where have I gone?”

A dwarf spoke truth when

He said “Young child why so wan,

I’ll help you dear. Now come along.”

Everything seemed to be going wrong

So the girl decided to sing a song

“La di da little birds in the sky… “

As she continued to sing

She became stronger with not even a sting

 

Although she felt well

her heart was but an empty bell

No ring, she felt lonely, like she was stuck in a tiny shell

Away from her world

She left behind

Soon her world changed

For better in time

 

The evil stepmother found out

That the girl escaped the Hunter’s

Constrain

She rebelled and decided to go on her own domain

She found a rare apple

That looked sweet

But gave symptoms of deceit

She soon devised a simple disguise

An old women no could demise

 

Off into the forest searching far and wide

Looking left and right

A small cottage her eyes espied

A girl with the same complexion

 

An apple handy

To get rid of the dandy

She soon made her way

And offered to her prey

The sweet apple

That caused the girl's appearance in a chapel

 

Grief is all that roamed

And the Hunter living his life alone

He came to give condolences

For his love’s life

He kissed her lips for the first time

And turned away to grief always

 

Then the noise

Of a beautiful voice

Calling her love

She said “Oh truly you were sent from up above!”