Fairy Tales

Rose's Tears

A long time ago

There lived a man in the forest,

He was handsome and clever

And lived in a place not so horrid.

He had gardens and fountains

And a beautiful house,

He lived by a river alone

For he had no spouse.

Indeed, one thing that

Would complete this man's life

Is if he one day found

A beautiful wife.

But the man was ancient

And so very old,

He looked very young

But was born long ago.

The secret to this

No one he would tell,

But upon the garden flowers

There was a spell.

The spell kept him youthful

And kept him from coffins,

So long as he ate fruits

From those gardens often.

One day he was walking the streets

Of a village nearby,

When a beautiful young lady

At a store caught his eye.

Never had he seen

A maiden so fair,

She had large green eyes

And beautiful red hair.

Her skin was as smooth

As the glass from a vase,

And she carried herself

With elegance and grace.

She was the one

The man had waited for,

The girl of his dreams

That he had never known before.

He talked to her then,

In his charming way

In hopes that her heart