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The Frog Prince (A Narrative Poem)


JayDee grew up watching and reading fairytales. She also has been writing poetry since she was 12.


There was once a prince,
Whose laugh and perfect bliss,
Helped His kingdom grow strong.

For the kingdom's shield's energy,
Was running as long as he was happy,
And all thought nothing can bring him down.

But a thought made the young prince sad,
With all his weath and riches he had no-one to love him back,
And his heart grew heavy.

If only he had someone,
the shield won't come down,
Just someone to hold and love, maybe?

But one unfortunate day,
A witch noticed his dismay,
And saw an oppotunity in his pitiful state.

She thrived on depression,
And lived on oppression,
And the prince's kingdom she will soon degrade.

She took out her wand,
"Reduced to the slum,
From a prince you will soon not have anything.

Come beg me like a dog,
As I turn you into a frog,
Away with you to the swamp where you will be nothing."

His legs thin and langy,
His body green and slimy,
The prince cried as she tossed him into a swamp.

His Kingdom entered gloom,
As the witch's power grew,
And their hope she would stamp.

The swamp was extra lonely,
Seated on a lily pad with his thoughts only,
Wrecked with guilt and shame as his heart bled for his people.

A sad little frog,
Completely at a loss,
If only he could kick her off her deceptive steeple.

But the prince let his sadness take hold,
And the witch grew powerful and her heart cold,
As he focused on his demise.

Little did he know,
In the swamp he wasn't alone,
For he didn't see the pretty Mary Lynn pass by.

A poor and simple farm girl,
Who walked this swamp world,
The prince was imprisoned to.

A girl who thought of the swamp as special,
Though her trips there were occasional,
And the luxuries in her life were few.

"Oh what have I done?
I've let her ruin the lives of everyone"
The prince in his sadness would sigh.

"My poor kingdom under her wrath,
What am I do do about that?"
Then the prince heard a startled cry.

He turned around,
To find Mary Lynn crouched on the ground,
"frogs can talk?!" she held her head.

The Frog Prince beheld her beauty,
Her long dark hair as crowning glory,
He was awestruck and didn't hear what she said.

Although the frightful look on her face,
Reminded the prince of his fall from grace,
And he immediately turned away.

"Please Don't look at me,
I'm a slimy frog can't you see?
I deserve any bad things you wish to say.

Mary Lynn carefully sat down,
"Oh come come now,
I bet you're nicer than the other frogs I've seen."

The frog prince was surprised,
His heart grew in size,
For the kindness she was showing him.

And for the next few days,
Things slowly began to change,
As Mary Lynn visited him daily.

She brought him food,
And would talk to him for as long as she could,
And the prince grew to adore Mary.

The Prince told her of what happened,
His demise up until this moment,
And that he's really a prince with now broken kingdom.

But little did Mary know,
She was helping the Kingdom to grow,
And will soon come to know of what she has done.

For it's very simple you see,
She was making him happy,
Made him see the bright side other than what he did lack.

She showed him kindness,
And treated him with dignity and nothing less,
Even the prince didn't realize he got his laugh back.

And the witch felt it too,
And promised Mary a fate much more cruel,
If she wouldn't stop this selfless deed.

But Mary didn't listen and stuck by him,
And sure enough the witch's power started to dim,
And there was no more depression for her power to feed.

And the witch's promise to Mary did die,
As she vanished with a final cry,
And the prince could return to his land.

With a blink of an eye,
All darkness did subside,
And the prince no longer a frog but a man.

Mary was soon betrothed
To a prince whose joy is limitless,
For she managed to love him as a frog
And rid the kingdom of an evil witch with kindness,

For the kingdom did prosper
And the prince was happy ever since,
Still in the hearts of his people
Is the legend of The Frog Prince.

The End.

© 2018 JayDee


JayDee (author) from Dubai on September 15, 2019:

I absolutely love fairytales and this is my favorite poem from all of them that I wrote.

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on September 14, 2019:

This is cool! I wrote a poem about the “Frog Prince”, too, but it is on my other blog site.


JayDee (author) from Dubai on November 10, 2018:

Thank you so much :) God bless

Rinita Sen on November 10, 2018:

What a beautiful story you have woven. The idea that happiness can bring a kingdom back from the ruins is exhilarating. The message is clear and strong - happiness, kindness, and selfless love can defeat all kinds of evil.

JayDee (author) from Dubai on November 09, 2018:

thank you :)

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on November 08, 2018:

Once again you have spoken of life's joy and the facts of life in a metaphor of "loss and redemption" and "reaping what one sowing". It can also be reversed from someone poor in a material wealth and dissatisfied with their life's lot by being enchanted with the desire to become materially rich. I included the reverse because it does happen in actual life situations.

Again, I want thank you for your magnificent presentation.

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