The bold and beautiful Belle
Many a book she reads
The same old routine everyday
So for an exciting life she pleads.
* * *
One day her father went to town
And she asked him for a single rose
So he promised young Belle he'd get her one
And she waved at him as he goes.
* * *
The poor old man got lost
With him not even a bit of food
And as it was cold he looked around
And found shelter in a castle in the woods.
* * *
From that lonely garden
He plucked a beautiful rose
So a beast dragged him into a cell
And locked the great big doors.
* * *
When Belle went to find her papa
She found him in such a state
Coughing and spluttering, lying on the floor
She had to get him out at any rate.
* * *
So she pushed the old man out of the cell
Bravely locking herself right in
Then a shiny candle and a tiny clock
Peeped in and gave her a grin.
* * *
Days and days passed by
Everyday a petal fell
Off a lovely rose the best had got
When an enchantress put him under a spell.
* * *
So many days passed by
Belle and the beast became friends
Then people went to kill the beast
But then the tale won't end.
* * *
The last petal slowly fell
Hovering above the floor
But when Belle and the beast confessed their love
The spell existed no more.
Aanya Ganemulla, Grade 8, Holy Family Convent, Bambalapitiya.