redemption

just a poor boy looking for a princess
never assuming that transformation
would take more than a kiss

just a worn joy, crumbling in distress
nimbly sidestepping indignation
that has planted all of this

what garden grows in an acid rain?
flourishes in scorching sun?
how can a soul survive such disdain,
or ignore this rejection?

just a sad girl, wanting a rescue
waiting for a song to be sung
that isn't quite so blue

just a fast whirl, starting on cue
ending when you find out
none of it was about you

there's time to plow and plant again
restart under a warm, new sun
flourish in love's cool, steady rain
and know this redemption

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