I kissed the toad on his warty old head
To the prince of my dreams this would lead it was said
As I waited and waited the toad did not flee
Then he opened his mouth and explained this to me.

"My dear woman is it true that you still believe the tale?
Can it be at your age you think dreams cannot fail?
You were sure that the books and their pretty little rhymes Would bring love, and your  prince, then  would turn back the time?

Well I'm here just to say that I won't be your prince,
And just for good measure please remember this hence,
All that's good in this life, and the treasures it holds
Can't be found in a book and the tales it has told.

Look around for the jewels as they're plainly in view
If you focus energy out instead of focusing just on you.
As you bring others hope, your own happiness you will see
It's right there in your heart, not an old toad like me!"

He was right, the old toad, for just as he had said,
When my eyes opened up and I cleared my own head,
All my hope came alive as I stopped looking in,
And my prince was right there where he always had been.

So my friends take a hint, and don't waste all your time
Seeking happiness or love in the lines of some old rhyme,
Your fate is your own and your dreams will come true If you focus on others, instead of on you!