A little girl.

A little girl told me she wants a prince charming.
She said because she is a princess, so she needs a prince.
A prince in shining armour, riding a white horse.
A prince who would never leave her and let her cry.
He would protect her always.
He would shower her with love and give her many surprises.

I smiled at her.
How naive.
How sad.

Wait.
Maybe not.
There's still hope in this hopeless world.
Jesus Christ can be her prince.
Christ would never leave her.
He would protect her always and shower her with love.