There was a happy little girl and her cloud castle of love;
of hope, of dreams and of a beautiful tomorrow.
And then one day an ugly wind came along.
And it huffed. And it
puffed. And it blew her castle down.
The shards lay there; glittering in the red ray of light
that streams through the broken window - once rose tinted;
her looking glass reflection laughing at her – ‘oh my dear fool!’.
But as she looked on, she saw a glint of feeble gold
And she shook her head and wiped a tear –
‘Thank you, oh ugly wind. No cloud castles no more’.
