It was written down a time long ago

In a story that only a few people know

She was always known as Forever Page

She lived most of her life inside a cage

Page was her name, but she was never read

She lived her life like she was already dead

Page rarely went out; no one ever came in

Her face was always sad; she had ashen skin

One night Page she added to her book

She had a baby that had her same looks

It was the only time that Page ever smiled

No one claimed to be the father of the child

Page did not live much longer after that night

She just extinguished like a burned-out light

No one looked after the baby; no, no one would

It just disappeared deep into the woods