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Sunday, 3 May 2020

A happy tale


Have you heard the rumour, dear,
that the prince is drawing near,
that his coach is on the way,
that he’s coming here to stay?”

I heard that he’d been here before,
that he had knocked on this same door,
and that is why he’s coming back
for he’s lost something along this track.”

Was it his crown, a jewel, or just his ring,
it has to be a wondrous thing
for a prince to start at break of day
so he could come back all this way.”

I heard the prince has made a catch
of a girl in whom he’s met his match
and that he wishes to propose to her
and deck her out in gold and fur.”

Oh! how exciting this news would be
if he’d be coming for you or me,
but I do not think a prince so tall
would pick a flower from the wall.”

Here he comes! Make haste, be quick!
I can hear his footsteps on the brick.
Don’t stoop or hang your head so low
that he can’t see how your cheeks glow.”

Our fair damsel with the glowing face
soon found herself in his embrace
as he swooped her up in his strong arm
and wooed her with his princely charm.

Now, as this is a happy tale,
I do not think that I should fail
to tell that they lived happily
among the royal family.

An original poem by Miekie (Marietjie Uys).
'n Oorspronklike gedig deur Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

Marietjie Uys (Miekie) is a published author. You can buy my books here:
You can purchase Designs By Miekie 1 here.
Jy kan Kom Ons Teken en Verf Tuinstories hier koop.
Jy kan Kom Ons Kleur Tuinstories In hier koop.
Jy kan Tuinstories hier koop.
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