8 September 2012
Those few hours were enough, Some freedom for a while, A dance or two, I laughed again, I even cracked a smile!
And even when the clock struck twelve, My face still shone so bright, I knew I would return to dark, Yet I had seen the light!
I'd felt true love, I'd drunk and fed, And even though it stopped, I wore the night's joy on my face, As I washed and mopped.
Magic, even briefly done, So special to my eyes, Was worth those twenty years of toil, Was worth all last night's lies.
Cinderella: It's Worth It. • Opuss № I