The Imaginary Crown
I used to be a princess with an imaginary crown.
Then one
decade it fell royally down.
Time kept
passing. I stopped to the $1 store
And I bought one more.
It was
plastic and didn’t shine like the original one.
But it
matched my shine I had lost over the years
The old
crown stayed the same
Meantime I
changed my name
Did it help?
Nope, the
crown stayed the same.
It didn’t tarnish; I did.
I put it back on.
Smile,
laugh, come back to your crown,
The one that
sparkles and never lets you down.
Don’t look
in the mirror
Look into
your heart
Then simply
go play with your old dog, Bart.
Love
yourself, wear the dress
Put makeup
on and don’t be a mess
Sing a song
from days gone by
Loud and clear
for all to hear
Wear your
crown to the grocery store
Yes, you
can; let them think your insane
Most will
smile and see your heart
And realize
your old youth needed a jump start
A pretend
visit from that sparkling crown
Lifted you
up from where you’d been down
It didn’t
change the way you appeared
It brought
your heart back up from the rears!
By Julianna
Rowe

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