She had a dream, quite singular, dearest to her heart. She had a dream, quite eccentric, treasured in her soul. She nurtured it, she cuddled it and kept it covered in the twinkle of her eye and waited patiently with a fond expectation. Yet in that sky wrapped in the radiance of a rainbow, all but that dream came alive. She often smiled at that solitary dream with numb tears of pallid fulfillment.