Reflections of a Princess

There was a once a fleeting thought, of perhaps more than a miracle, more than a change...more than something great.

Just once perhaps, she thought, I could witness such a wonder. What would that be like? Would it be beyond my wildest dreams, or she sadly contemplated, might it be less than I'd expect?

But just perhaps, it would be greater than anything I have ever dreamed...anything I have ever see. I'd rather believe the perhaps instead of the maybe. Perhaps leaves room for hope to breathe. I'd not want to the culprit to suffocate the breath of hope.

Life is much better without bearing the burden of fallen hope.