This House


Clouds are weeping at my door

Puddles tearfully trickle in

Moonlight falls, whisper thin


Shingles chatter on the roof

Winter sends her lonely kiss

Restless winds, a soulful hiss


Tousled twigs caress the windows

Shattered leaves sorrow down

Willows writhe, orchids frown


Shutters sigh outside these walls

Thunder moans in evening gloom

Wilted love, she cannot bloom


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