september 3rd

once upon a time

a very handsome king

made a wish for

the most beautiful rose

in the whole kingdom.

overhearing his wish, servants readied-

this castle's courtyard was known

for the dazzling flowers it held.

nothing was too exotic

or too rare for the servants to grow.

dutifully and smartly

his servants sowed the seeds

and watered the grass

and tilled the dirt

but nothing grew.

late in the night

on an evening walk

the king saw a sprout,

withering alone.

the servants had given up.

the king knelt to the flower

and thought sadly to himself,

'those servants, kind hearted...

but don't they know?

by rose, i mean a love to queen.'

then suddenly,

the rose began to grow

bigger and bigger

until it was the size of he!

the petals opened

and the king was astonished

to find the sleeping form

of the most beautiful girl

he'd ever seen.

waking her gently,

he was immediately smitten

by her blue eyes

and her songlike voice

and named her rose.

and she too, fell for him

the moment she took his hand

and saw the look of delight

that spread across his face-

as she fell into his arms.

And under the stars

surrounded by flowers and lanternlight

a rose and a king came together

and from the first touch of hands

nothing was impossible anymore.