one day i came across a barren land
i picked up the little weeds and asked,
"were you forsaken because
you could no longer give?"
no one answered.

one night i came across an abandoned castle
i swept my fingers over the layers of dust and asked,
"were you left here in the cold because
the prince and princess forgot to come home?"
no one answered.

today i sat by an old, desolate soul
and his frail voice answered,
"i was forsaken because
i could no longer give.
i was left here in the cold because
my little prince and princess forgot me."

i stayed by him and sighed
i was always here,
i did not forget you grandpa.
and i said,
"i will never forsake you because
you could no longer give.
i will be your little princess
and i will always come home."

~x.q.