A Fairy Tale Rhyme...To Be Continued (At Some Point)

Once upon a time in a land far, far away
There lived a King in the Land of Rhyme
And high upon his throne he sat each day
And each night 'twas blessed with rest divine
His life was complete and he wanted not
With a beautiful Queen at his side and rooms filled with gold
His lands were peaceful with ne'er a battle fought
And each day was pleasant with ne'er a hint of the cold

Then one morning the King awoke to a blanketed land of snow
In dead silence, it crept in throughout the night
And a bitter chill soon followed as the winds began to blow
Our poor King could not comprehend this incredible sight
He sat and pondered the dilemma until the hours grew late
What had gone wrong? Had he committed some crime?
He was confused and bewildered at his land's horrible fate
He sought council from Elders throughout the Land of Rhyme

The King had done no injustice; he had broken no laws
Befuddled, our King raised his hands in despair
And no wise one could give him meaningful reason or cause
He cried for his Queen, "My love, won't you please come here?"
His Queen he trusted, and upon her intuition he often relied
But, alas, she did not answer his beckon call
"Where in the Land of Rhyme could she be?", said he mystified
He searched her chamber and implored the guard in the hall

"Pardon me, my good man, have you seen the Queen today?"
He had not, and the King's confusion grew stronger than before
The King declared a search with a hefty reward to pay
He vowed that he would personally knock on every door
And search as he might, his Queen he could not find
And it seemed no one in the kingdom had seen her at all
The King did not yet realize the place to search was his own mind
For it was his hubris that had caused this tragic fall