Fleeing from the queen’s dark wrath,
Snow White found a forest path.
Through the woods so dense and deep,
She ran until she couldn’t weep.
The trees were tall, the shadows long,
Yet Snow White’s heart remained strong.
She stumbled through the forest wild,
A frightened yet determined child.
Birds and beasts watched her plight,
Guiding her with eyes so bright.
They led her to a hidden glen,
Where she found a home again.
In a cottage, small and neat,
Snow White found a place to sleep.
She hoped that here she’d be secure,
From the queen’s envy, dark and pure.
