She is waiting all by herself
Alone where noone has ventured
All by herself with everything that would make most happy
Except a friend

When she makes her first friend
She is too confused for words
And she is always smiling for him
Until he finds her secret

This girl has wings that will kill her
And has been isolated until she dies
The only way to free her is to do something to make her ultimately happy.
"I want to be with you...forever and ever after, like in the stories..."

Every day, he visits her hoping to
Find a way so she can leave.
She always stays by his side when he comes
Until he does something to her that will make her wake up from her dream.

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This is a poem (I know it doesn't rhyme, don't start!) I made about a daydream I had. I changed it up a little and turned it into Winter Sleep.

"When is it that you realize you might never wake up from a dream?"