Poem

Joyful day when I was born
Only child of the king and poor
Naughty witch stole me away
Alone to the tower I stay
Lonely king and his wife
Yelling for the justice of mine
No one can find me, but sooner it will be fine

But the faith of my parents is strong
Each day they pray and hope
Riding his horse, carrying his sword
Making a way to look for the hive
Even his life is willing to give
Just to save me from the witch
Overpower witch fight him with fright

Before the end of the story of mine
Away from the tower the prince won
Carry me to my parents and love ones
Oh joyful the day when I come
Love of the prince save me from the dark
Out of the castle we wed by the king
That day is so happy for me and my family