The rattling of plastic,
Oh so alluring,
Oh so captivating. 

The story of sleeping beauty,
Will it ever come true?

The little round white orbs,
Oh so perfect,
Oh so flawless.

The prick of the spindle,
Was it painful?

The smooth texture of the little beads,
Oh so hypnotising,
Oh so therapeutic. 

The last sleeping smile lasting for eternity,
Is it worth it?