Cinderella in my Imagination



She worked in the gutter, 

And ensured that there’s no litter. 

She found it hard to make ends meet, 

But from helping others, never did she retreat. 

She never ate her full, 

But to give others, her hands were always full. 

Under her guidance and care, 

Many grew up to be fair. 

She was indeed the pole star, 

That guided people really far. 

She transformed the lives of many, 

Even though, she was in agony. 

She rose from the puddle, 

And bloomed like a lotus, one could cuddle. 

She, the modern Cinderella, 

Who preferred to stay under a quiet umbrella.


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