​Lights In The Castle Gone Dim

This castle held the fantasy

Fantasy became the speaker

Fantasy gave me joy, fun, a longing to last forever.

Reality revealed the reasons to "real"

What is the reason love dies?

What is the reason for a hug that halts and never heals?

Why does the carousel continue to ride flashing lights in memories?

Why is a dream short-lived?

I wrote myself out of the fantasy.

Reality defines the whims, my whines, my failed rhythm in a rhyme.

Reality gives reason , "why the lights in the castle go dim ?"

Ah!........I beg, I say save reality in the senior years to one's existence.

 Give fantasy a slow race, a slow run to the finish line...