User:CarrieBerg/Roses In The Silence

Silently the roses twine around the castle ground,

The princess lies peacefully, but hasn’t yet been found.

For over two hundred years she’s been in this quiet repose,

When the prince will finally come, no one knows.

Dreams pierce the curtain that slumber does make,

Bringing visions of life when she will awake.

But these dreams grow old as the spell grows thin,

If she doesn’t wake soon, death will begin.

A layer of dust as thick as your hand,

Covers the castle where the court used to stand.

It is deathly quiet and no one could tell,

That this was the castle where the king did dwell.

The spell wears off, but the court is now gone,

They never realized it would take this long.

Now the torches dim, never again to glow,

And on the castle’s walls, roses silently grow.