House of Cards on a Windy Day

I built a house of cards on a windy day
Played in twos and fours.
How it mocked,How it jeered
The evening breeze at the window peered.
Still I built my house of cards
with a quivering hand and a steady heart
Built four walls and one around,
built one floor with more to go.
Just once I heard an evil screech
through the window pane within my reach.
I built my house of cards,
feeling proud at every third
I dared not reach the window glass
for it might cost my house of cards.
At this once the top floor fell,
The wicked rustle had done well.
Yet I built my house of cards
So close to a palace now.
In flew the wicked wind
and the uninvited beasts of the evening.
They played around my house of cards,
buzzed in circles around my head,
played tunes of little melody,
bit me, itched and irked me so.
I edged to the window to push it close
but my house of cards warned to fall
So I let go and picked a spade
started my house of cards again
I built a room, I built two
I built and built, with diamonds too
till I found a peak enough
to put my king and queen
At the window to see through.