my heart knew no hate,

my mind knew no worries,

life was just happy and bright.

I lived a life of makebelieve,

of fairies, dragons, castles high

pretending I was a princess

who'd one day marry a prince.

That all changed when I a teen became.

Slowly my dreams faded away,

and new ones came to replace them.

Physical changes came my way.

I a master of my own creation,

master of my own fate,

brought me more freedom

than I could take.

Then came marriage sooner than expected

now a different set of rules.

Freedom was not what it was before,

children came and changed my goals.

Now a middle aged woman I have become,

reading stories of fairies again,

attempting to make princesses of my girls

and a prince of my only son.

Where did the time go?

When did it pass?

Who knows?