She Kept the Faith

She feared the unknown.

She feared being alone.

Yet she took the risk.

She engaged in the kiss.

It was her greatest pleasure.

It soon left her with treasure.

A gift that couldn’t be sold.

Like her, this gift would grow old.

Over time she grew to hate.

The reality of her fate.

No one to call her own.

Undesirable. Alone.

Yet she remained strong.

Though her days were always long.

There were days that she would cry.

Days that she would want to die.

But she never gave up.

She kept her head up.

One day her struggle ended.

Like she had always pretended.

Her happiness soon returned.

She recovered from being burned.

On her journey she met a prince.

Her heart stayed on the fence.

Unsure about the future.

Not wanting another suture.

But this suitor was different.

A reminder of things that weren’t.

There were many gifts he would bring.

But one day he brought her a ring.

He then asked for her hand.

So she could understand.

That to him she was desirable.

And her struggle was admirable.

He asked her to say ‘Yes’.

He vowed to give her his best.

To this she did say ‘Yes’.

Though her heart endured a mess.

Yet again she took the risk.

She engaged in the kiss.

But this one brought her peace.

And in the end, all of her troubles did cease.