The Bridge by Lily

"Build me that bridge!" Said the king.

"Why?" Asked the poor peasants.

"So I can get to the far side! Now get on with it!"

Weeks passed, so did months, and they all thought they were going to die! However, they had reached the middle, and within a year it was completed.

The messenger ran to the king, who was counting his money. "Sir the bridge is done!" He said breathlessly.

"But there is a gigantic storm brewing."

But by the morning the bridge had collapsed and the king never got to see the other side.