You have your dreams settled on me.
But O prince! There are unsaid things that haunt me.
I am not what you know me as.
I am not the daughter of the kingdom you know me of.
I belong to another kingdom.
The king you know holds the most prestigious place in my life.
The princess you know, is the Cinderella you have heard of.
Who wore the magical slippers and came to the ball that day.
Now that you fell in love with the Cinderella , what shall you do?
When I was a little girl,
I believed in Santa Claus, the earl.
I had a unique bond with him
He bringing gifts every year with a whim.
Never did I know it was my mother who kept the gifts.
Every year, I eagerly waited for those specials beside my pillow into the socks
More than the gift, it was the moment that fascinated me
One day I came across the truth-There was no santa.
No santa means No gifts.
Somewhere I believed my Santa existed stuck up in major rifts.
Gone far away to distant land
Until One day, my Santa came back with a bang.
From that distant land, he sends me small gifts every day
The times are modern, so are his ways.
No he doesn’t come on a sleigh
Rather chooses the path of ‘swish and sway’
Sometimes stars, sometimes raffles
Sometimes wines and sometimes with the Big apple!