the bright sunlight caught her
unexpectedly, causing her to turn
away with a sudden twist of her head.
Turning back again peering deep into the structure
of the clouds drifting by, she let the innocents of her
mind wander, gathering information, filling up a dreamy
pretend game with her childish vivid curiosity.
Carefully strolling by the fountain’s edge she
again for the third time gazed at the clouded sky,
spanning the vast white structures that float within
her view bringing her visions of wonderment and joy.
She heard a whisper, softly blending within the wind.
Slowly she turns expecting to see a knight on his gallant
steed riding towards her as she waits at the fountain,
to her eyes there appears no knight, no whisper for…
her dreamy pretend game suddenly ended in the rain.