Here lives her Loneliness among her priceless stuff - press cuttings older than herself..
Here lives her Umbrage sometimes she visits it with apple pie and bad news..
Here lives her Envy it's aging Missis still in her right mind for sure, she'll outlive anyone..
Here lives her Pride she asks its advice when doubts torture her..
And here she lived herself her flaxen curls and clear laughter her mother’s eyes in tears and endless rains.. her mother’s eyes in tears and endless rains..