The Queen of hearts

 I heard it somewhere 

Or maybe the universe

Planted it in my mind

To use it as unsolicited advice.

It goes something like this...

Sing

And don't let them win.

Dance-  like your Cinderella. 

And even if you loose your glass slipper

At the stroke of midnight 

Or shoe was it ...

Keep running ......

And don't let the prince find you 

Till you really want him to.

Remember 

The handsomeness will fade 

And when he finally does find you 

And that slipper fits like a glove 

Make sure he treats you

Like the princess you are.

Not a duchess

Not a marchioness 

More like a queen

Cos that's what you were born to be.

The Queen of hearts