Pen to paper,

I write diligently.

Master storyteller

If you’d only listen to me.

I don’t tell fables

Wrapped in fantasy and lore.

I turn the tables

And write of so much more.

Reality is riddled in story

And lessons wrote out to learn.

Like how to live most freely

‘Til the day you are trapped in an urn.

Princesses exist, its true,

And princes and heroes do too.

Stories of self-sufficiency are few

While stories of heroes surround you.

So nearly in every tale

You’ll find we’re saved by another.

But I wish that we would regale

That the I is as valuable as each other.

To be your own hero or heroine

As much as you would save a stranger,

So our children can learn that here on in

They don’t need a hero for life’s dangers.

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