ella-vere

I found a man in my garden bed, Picking herbs for his wife, he said, For she was hungry and heavy with child. "For greens, your daughter is mine," I smiled. So after the birth, I took her away To a tall, doorless tower where she would stay. I was her mother, she my one care-- "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your fair hair!" But then a prince came and stole her young heart, So I cut her long locks and let her depart. I took her tresses for my own And saw how beautiful I had grown. Then I wondered: could I, too, Find a prince so valiant and true? I married a king, to my delight, With one daughter named Snow White. Though his age w