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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