Poetry prompt for day 8: What happens next?

Remember that fairy tale from days 2, 3, and 4? Write a poem that tells the sequel.

What happens after happily ever after?

*** Poem fom day 8 (up about a day–and then “poof”, it will be gone) ***


(This poem continued the thoughts of the sixth son, the one who had a wing instead of an arm–the pain of being different and of being not all one thing or the other.)