·   ·  6324 poems
  •  ·  2 friends
  • B

    2 followers

I Built Myself a House of Glass

I BUILT myself a house of glass:
It took me years to make it:
And I was proud. But now, alas,
Would God someone would break it.
But it looks too magnificent.
No neighbour casts a stone
From where he dwells, in tenement
Or palace of glass, alone.
  • 3
  • More
Comments (0)
Login or Join to comment.