A Plea for Castles in the Air

The castles in the air I built,
They towered high up high.
Above the land of dreams I thought,
with more substance then should lie.
Perhaps the plans were too amibitious;
I should have known the end was nigh.
But I couldn't give up the thing that stood
so gracefully adorning the sky.

The one castle that I loved the most,
was built on dreams in main.
It had no real foundation,
so the inevitable came.
Those castles came crashing down,
right down the proverbial drain.

I cling now to the pieces
of rubble that are left,
I won't ne'er let go,
not even for a breath.
I won't give it up,

I can't give up,

for all my dreams' at stake.
Though I can't deny their building up

seems daunting work at best.

So please just let me have once more,
my castles in the air,

for without them glistening softly there,
there is really nothing left.