*Cinderella feels her feet lift up off the ground as she is picked up and spun around by a ray of magical light. Sparkles twinkle all around her and on her skin, the crystals forming an enchantingly divine big ball gown on her. Slowly lifting her fingers, examining her hand, she watches, amazed as the sparkles turn into a magnificently regal long sleeved glove. She hears her fairy-godmother chanting in the background as she waves her wand in the circular motion that Cinderella is spinning in. Bewitched by her spell, Cinderella closes her eyes and softly smiles; thanking her mother and father for sending her an angel. When she opens her soft, baby blue eyes, Cinderella is back on solid ground and all the spells' sparkles fade away into the stars.*
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"Oh, how beautiful!"
The brilliant dress glistens.
"I give you my thanks!"
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Then I see the rest
A pumpkin now a carriage
With a caddy man
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Once donkey...now steed
Looking down, I see my heels
Pretty glass slippers
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"Everything is grand!
Thank you fairy-godmother!
I must be going!"
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"Anytime, my dear!
Don't forget about midnight!
Now go have some fun!"
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How incredible!
I'm riding in a pumpkin!
I see the palace...
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The Story Behind the Slipper
PoetryWe all know the classic story of a girl who lost her glass slipper running away from her dreams, and racing back to her sad reality of being a peasant maid for her own step-mother and step-sisters, the only family she has left. Yes, this is a story...
