Frogs and Princes
Think I've kissed a lot of frogs
in my search for a prince
each time thinking I've found the key to happiness
each time being shot down in flames
my heart has learnt to be resilient
but my arms are still empty and my skin still untouched
But for brief moments in time
when yet another promises much
and delivers to begin with and then
slowly or quickly runs hard fast and swiftly away
so much for rising like a phoenix out of the ashes
so much for being a beautiful person inside
so much for having the looks that make people stop and stare
Because it's not and they are not enough
not enough to make the difference
not enough to make someone try
just simply not enough
others might say it's not your fault
but I have found myself taking the blame
for after all I am
the common denominator
I have learnt that
tears are not the responsibility of another
merely an expression of an overwhelming feeling
or a letting go of things carried far too long
The tears are simply a goodbye
to the past to the pain to the baggage
Yet always in my heart
I find the strength to believe
and try again even though the last time
it hurt more than the times before
because the promises were greater
the potential was already there
and the other made all the runnings
to begin with getting under my defences
because he was so open getting under my skin
because he touched me so and simply just doing
the things that I had always wanted without asking
but with great understanding
So you see Mr frog
I thought you were my prince
your disguise was good
though I've seen under it since
I've taken you off the pedestal
realised you are but a man and yet
and now there is the part of me
that wanted this simply just to be
But I know that I cannot
make another feel
if it's not in their heart
but I can see the soul
I can see the hurt
and I can offer the beauty of friendship
the softness of acceptance
the sweetness of trust
and I can only hold another
in friendship alone whilst they find
their feet and they learn to walk again
and hold them steady till they are ready to fly
so I will take my resilient heart
I will take my looks brainsand affection
and I will give them willingly
because we all need someone who can
hold us while we heal
take that which is good in us
and cherish and encourage it
and with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away
because I know in my heart one day
My prince will come even if he is
disguised as a frog!
Copyright ©2002 Sam Jones
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