The Grimm’s Snow White a.k.a Snowdrop

The apple is as red as my lips,
This is what the old woman gives,
But could it be,
That beautiful wicked witch.
The one who sent a hunter after me…

For I am the centre of her jealously,
She is using all her power,
To get rid of me…

After she found out,
The hunter had set me free,
Realizing he couldn’t do her evil deed,
She tried to get me again and again…
And would have succeed,
But each time I was saved,
By my several dwarf friends…
And they warned me continuously,
Not to accept things from those I do not know…

Saying:
“Beware of your step-mother,
She will soon know that you are here,
Be sure to let no one come in…”

But it couldn’t be this old lady,
For she seems harmless enough…,

I’m sure just one bite,
Won’t hurt,
Plus she has even shown me,
With a BITE!
And nothing has happened to her…

So I take a….BITE*

Oh no,
What is this feeling,
What a mistake I have made,
I should not have trusted the old lady,
Her laugh pierces my ears…

The beautiful apple is poisoned,
Why didn’t I listen?
To the dwarfs,
Who’s care I was in…

Now I’m falling….
My life seems so very short lived…

Several Years pass…

Oh…Who has awakened me?
A handsome prince it seems…
Could he be my lover?
I hardly know him,
But he saved me…

So I guess I’m in his debt…

But first I’ll pay back that woman,
Who put me in this situation,
For in hot iron shoes,
She will be continuously dancing to the beat,
Until she fades away for eternity …

Now I am free of her,
It is my time to live my life,
Happily ever after…

 

By Elizabeth H. Hopkins