The daughter of close friends was killed by a drunk-driver, & the thought overwhelmed me: "Now she'll never know the dreams of Cinderella come true". That thought was not one on which I wished to dwell all day, so I changed it into dreams that DID come true, & here you have it. Especially meaningful to us is Prince Charming, for our only son was killed the same year, also by a drunk-driver. He'll never have the chance to be Prince Charming & meet Cinderella, so the poem is for him, too.
