Cinderella



were you ever a little reindeer
out in the clear
not too tiny a reindeer
but a little reindeer
and the way was clear

were you ever a little reindeer
out in the rain
not a big rain
but a little rain
and the way was clear

and you had your umbrella with you
not too big an umbrella
but a little umbrella
and your name was Cinderella

wonderfully you were invited
to a ceremony
not too big a ball
but a little ball
and you had your umbrella with you


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About the Author

Alfred Starr Hamilton’s (1914–2005) work has been collected in A Dark Dreambox of Another Kind: The Poems of Alfred Starr Hamilton.

Lisa Russ Spaar,
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Sasha Fletcher,
when i go to bed i go to bed with the lights on