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The moon is waxing

My mind is relaxing

Preparing for tomorrow

Is taking away my sorrow

In this phase, the moon is increasing in size

Giving me what is supposed to be a surprise

I feel with my heart and I just know

My one true love is coming to the show

Snow White cleans for the seven dwarfs to earn her keep

The wicked witch wants this young girl to fall forever into a deep sleep

A potion of poison has been injected into the skin of a single, red apple

Her desire to be the fairest of all caused her to act cruel

Who was the fairest of all according to the magic mirror?  It was Snow White

Disquised as a beauty, the dark witch tricked the young girl into taking a bite

The beautiful woman let out an evil cackle and turned to leave

As she turned back into herself, she was the fairest of all…so she wanted to believe

The seven dwarfs sobbed over Snow White’s lifeless body for she had been so kind

They took her to the forest and laid her upon a bed of rose petals under the grape vine

Then one day soon after, a prince arrived on the back of his noble horse

He dismounted from his brown and white paint as he felt deep remorse

His sorrow for the young, innocent girl burns inside of him this magical feeling

He must kiss the girl on her lips giving her his love so she can start healing

Their lips connect and her eyes open; He sweeps her into his arms starting a new endeavor

Their half-hearts connect for Fate destined these two to stay happily in love forever

I am the young, innocent girl who is so kind and the fairest of all

Stone walls built tall to show no sign of caring is the poison that made me fall

The wicked witch lives inside all evil intentions that are cast in a shower

This shower of poison makes my body dormant for a day displaying the evil power

The seven dwarfs who sob for me are my seven best friends

The Forest of Forever is where I now lay on my rose petal bed

The vine of grapes symbolize all the good things that will arrive

Faham is my prince who feels the burning feeling of magic come alive

Tomorrow, my prince will kiss my lips rescuing me from my everlasting sleep

We will gallop into the sunshine living up our secret passion for life that runs so deep

Tonight the moon is waxing as it increases in size and we wait for tomorrow

When Faham comes to me on this day, we will never again think thoughts of sorrow