Mansion
What good a mansion,
with no way in,
to those outside,
when the rains begin?
What good a mansion,
without any doors,
when the lightenings flash,
and the thunder roars?
What good a mansion,
be it made of gold,
to those outside,
afraid and cold?
And what good a mansion,
of most precious stone,
to be inside,
unloved, alone?
This is lovely!
Thanks very much Eva Blaskovic
Thanks very much Eva Blaskovic