The Castle

I love old castles and fairy tales.

Long winding staircases,

Delightful hidden passageways,

A fortress made for a King and Queen,

Hedges line the courtyards,

Flowers bloom in rich gardens.

They smolder in silence at such a stunning view holding hands.

A pond of water rests in the center,

Filled with delightful and colorful species,

Life form abounds in speechless honor to nature,

Glistening in the morning Dawn fragrance that abounds,

The castle and its' foundations remain rooted.