A house made of glass
The sun is shining through
He heats the heart in every nook
Enlightens gloomy bends
A glass made of home
The wind is gusting in
He rustles up the sleepyheads
And feeds upon their bones
Oh solitude, I salute!
Scary nights and merry daylight
Oh solitude, my interlude
My sister moon sprite and brother so bright
A home made of pane
The night is at the door
She creeps upon the window screen
And leaks into my mind
A pane made of skin
The rain is drumming lead
She plays her part, I know the drill
It's helter-shelter well
A skin made of wind
With origami walls
The woody creaks, the willow squeaks
An eggshell 'round a soul
Oh solitude, I salute you!
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