Wooden Nickel

I.

Once had beautiful glass slippers

walked with care lest they break

like Cinderella, lost them to you

but you let the wrong sister in

broke my slippers, leaving me a wooden nickel.

II.

You made me forget that which was sacred

I lowered the drawbridge to let you in

but you borrowed a leaf from delilah

leaving me to the gators in the moat

and making me a wooden nickel.

III.

But the guard’s back up again

with the archers to rival the elves

artists commissioned and working

to restore my broken glass slippers

because I will not let myself be a wooden nickel again.

-knightlessjules-