A Wish

Sometimes I sit at my desk
and think of a wonderful wish.
That I'd see him walk thru that door
and I would not have to dream no more
of a handsome prince he'd be.
Who would rescue a girl like me.
In his arms I’d feel warm and safe,
as I am whisked to our special place.
It is there I'd lie upon his chest
and close my eyes for a rest.
Knowing that my prince is with me
and forever there we will be.