The Dream Box

One day, her Father presented her with a box,
Glittering of Gold and sparkling of Emerald.
He said, Daughter what I give you today,
Cherish forever, for it is a Dream Box.
Daddy, what is that? As she held her hands out,
Her palms barely big enough for a platform.
It is a place for wonders, it is a place for desire,
For all the things you will ever ask or ever wonder.

Daughter opened the box, and a fairy came out.
She spun and she danced and off the girl pranced.

And as his little Girl ran off, a tear formed in his eye,
For he knew that the Dream Box was a lie. The box
Was a box, but it's four walls the life about her.
A magical dancing fairy, spinning through a lifetime
Of fantasies she would conjure up to thrive.
Fighting the cruel hand of fate, for her to survive,
Sometimes those dreams would have to die.