Her hands looked okay.
They weren't pretty,
But at least they weren't ugly.
She tried putting gloves on them,
But the fabric got stuck on the calluses.
She hoped no one would notice her hands.
The ballroom was so beautiful.
Everything seemed to twinkle.
She slowly began her descend down the steps.
She knew she was late,
But it didn't seem to matter.
She could make out her stepsisters.
In their gaudy outfits,
With oversized jewelry and enormous feathers.
She wondered what everyone else thought of them.
That's when she saw him.
He didn't where a crown,
But by his clothes you could tell he was the prince.
The one every girl was after.
And he was staring directly at her.
Who ever had been his partner was gone now,
Upset that the prince had lost interest.
She stepped down of the last step,
And was flocked with suitors.
It's funny what a clean face, a gorgeous dress and beautiful shoes could do.
Soon all the suitors backed off as the prince came up to her.
He offered his hand.
She slowly took it hoping he wouldn't mind her scarred hands.
They danced for what seemed like forever.
But forever ended to early.
The clock began to strike twelve.
She didn't want to leave but she had to go.
She could see his pained face as she turned and ran.
She could feel one of her shoes flopping off of her heel.
It wasn't until she was half way home,
Now dressed in rags,
That she realized it was gone.
Her magic night was over.
Just nearly a week later,
He arrived at her house.
She was sent to work in the kitchen,
Not even knowing who had come.
But her stepsisters couldn't have been any louder.
Just as he was about to leave she ran out,
Holding out the other glass slipper,
The one she hadn't lost.
He touched the slipper,
Also touching her hand as well.
She pulled back almost dropping the slipper,
But he grabbed her hand.
"I don't need to you to try on the slipper." He said.
"You didn't even have to bring me the other one."
He held her hand tight.
"I recognized your hands."
She blushed,
And he pulled her into a kiss.
"Hands of a maid." She said.
"Beauty of a princess." He said.