Fountain In A Castle Poem by Sarah Pesta

As I walk in the castle I hear a soft sound
The sound of trickling water is becoming louder

Chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling
My eyes can't stop gazing at the bright prisms and lights

A long hallway I walk on through the castle
With my reflection on golden framed mirrors on the walls

In front of me I see a tall fountain with crystals all around
A beautiful fountain with the water trickling softly