Castle

In the heart of a realm where dreams softly rise,

Stands a castle beneath ever-watchful skies.

Its towers reach high, where the eagles dare soar,

Guarding the secrets of days gone before.

Walls weathered with tales of old battles and peace,

Echo the whispers of legends that never cease.

Through hallways adorned with memories of yore,

The spirit of grandeur forever will soar.

Lie stories of love that time couldn’t withstand.

A castle stands strong, though its glory may wane,

A symbol of endurance through joy and through pain.