Her Very Best

.... story with a twist

Princess Emma on her own

No chance to by herself sit on the throne

Must wait for a man to make her kingdom complete 

To wear her crown and give her his ring

Learned from birth, a queen's duties all domestic

Keeping castle and raising heirs could get quite hectic

Princess Emma did not like that 

She donned trousers and a travelers' cap

She went to town in complete disguise 

Hidden completely from searching eyes

Made to the edge of her kingdom before

Realizing the city had been closed in by doors

If only she could have one raised 

But for herself only it would take several days

She wanders for weeks 

Scared and hungry

A chance to see the off palace ground for the first time ever 

A chance to see the conditions and feel the weather

She felt cold, it rained for days 

And the doors were never raised 

Peasants upon corners. all cold and starved

Not one flower in a garden, no green front yards

Even the children looked sullen and sad

Princess was oblivious to the life that they had

She wanted to fix it, wanted to reach out 

So she ran back to the castle to ask what this was about

Greeted by hugs and dresses and food 

Not one bit of it looked any good

Plead her case to her father, the King 

Was told she could do whatever she wanted once she had the ring

Princess Emma cut off her hair and wore pants

In hopes that someday for a boy she may pass

She approaches the King, "Is this what you want?"

He steps back, aghast, "Emma, Stop!" 

"You're listening now, Father, are you not?"

"Emma, hush now, you've already lost."

The princess kept trying

The king kept fighting 

Emma soon had fallen sick

The King and Queen knew that this was it 

The princess was tired of being ignored

No longer anything worth fighting for 

Not only did she quit fighting the attack

She resisted treatment, and faded fast

On the day she finally passed

She wrote these words, they were her last

May my efforts not be in vain

For all my citizens should not be in pain

The palace has room to sleep and money to spend

But we have hands that we choose not to lend 

I, the princess, did so much trying

To keep the homeless from cold and the sick from dying

You never, not once, chose to listen to me

And now is the time to set my anger free

The King and Queen overcome with grief

Made possible for a common thief

To break into the palace vaults and steal

And supply the peasants with another meal

The papers called him a Robin Hood

He gave to the citizens what the castle should

Princess Emma through both life and death, a death that was assumed

Worked far to hard to feed and give room

For every night, Robin Hood relaxes

And undoes those wraps of his

He pulls off his cap and washes his face

And she feels as if she's finally found her place

Living among Merry Men and common folk

And not once of a previous life has she spoke

For no one knows the Robin Hood

Although all of the townspeople should

But everyone knows about the princess

And how she tried her very best

Reviews

[Becky]

That. Was. Epic.

The absolute ONLY thing I could POSSIBLY offer is "peasants upon corners" I would change to "peasants in corners" just because it kind of confused me for a second the first time through.

But seriously, this is delightful.

That is all. :)

[Annabelle Lee]

THANK YOU

[Abby]

This was one of the best ones yet! :) You did a great job with this, and I was so into it that I frowned when it came to an end. :) You should definitely write something similar to this again. :)

Great, great job.

Abby. :)

[Annabelle Lee]

THANK YOU!!!

[Abby]

You are most welcome. :)

[Frieda P]

Very well written Annabelle, love the twist. Something a bit different from your pen, much enjoyed your story within your poem.

I think you meant to 'be' in the second line.

[Annabelle Lee]

I got the idea of a poetic story, in actuality, after watching Jack the Giant slayer last weekend

[Frieda P]

You did a good job, much enjoyed.

[quinfinn]

this is a bit lengthy but it is very, very good! you seem to be on a streak here of late. keep up the good work!

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you, Quin!

[quinfinn]

welcome....