Cotton Candy

If all that we desire
Was a cloud
Packed and pink

Soft and sugary

Cotton and candy
As simple as that

All that we would need
Was a dear one
To give
And a dearer one
To get 

 Every time
We would only have hold
If all that we desire
Was a cloud
If at all we did stay
A child

 But some fool said

Happiness is something

We cannot buy

Ask us men

The greater ones

Who trade it

For all our life

Figuring out its price

-R-