As little girls we dress up in fancy clothes,
Cover our faces with makeup and our hair with bows.
We long for the day when we will grow up,
So then we can partake in that big kid stuff.
Our dreams are elaborate, pure and true,
We all long of that day when we say, “I do.”
Dreams that Prince Charming will someday come,
And take us far away from our everyday glum.
Little do we know how much our hearts first must ache,
How they will crack and bend and eventually break.
We must endure many disappointments and sorrows,
Sometimes it will feel as if there may not be a tomorrow.
Our tears will pour over our soft cotton pillows,
A sea of tears forming many sea billows.
But we must stay strong and not forget,
We must be joyful and not become upset.
For our Prince we will someday meet,
And He will then make us complete.
Our missing part will fit in our hearts,
And from that day forth, only by death will we part.
With God on our side many obstacles we can overcome,
From fights and arguments to heartache and glum.
In happiness we will soon live,
With the one God has chosen for us to give.
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