Outside the window

A stone wall sits next to a golden palace
a place of white horses living like white doves
calm and playful next to the cold stone
rainbows of harmony shine like a happy sun

Through the looking glass we see pink roses
pink roses we can obtain and pink roses running away
we dream of white horses to escape the dark night
And we dream of seeing happy frogs outside the window

Snow comes once in some winters
So now all we can see is white whilst the sunflowers hide
gazing at white horses and white snow all is safe
There is no need for this stone wall as tall as a mountain