The Glass Castle

Castles it always seems Bring nightmares, instead of sweet dreams. So to turn that somehow around Making it glass would be most profound. Everything clear and bright as the sun No tiny dark corners that will make me run. Stairways that spiral all the way to the top Spacious and clean, not dampened with rot. A home in which one can roam unafraid No shadows among when the sun finally fades. One can see in and one can see out If your a friend, you'll never have doubt. That once your inside, your welcomed to stay As long as you'd like, a week or a day. For this castle will be place that loves That lives and laughs and cries with doves. This home will welcome any soul indeed That toils and frets and cries with plead. To be taken in and fed with grace To lighten Your load It accepts any race. The Glass Castle is a house without masks Its clear, it's real It won't question, it ASKS. "Are you doing ok?", "What is it that ails?" "What is your story?", "Tell me your tales!" Because your words are just simply that Your personal diary, you hold the bat. For love of the game is the motto you see The game being life, the players are key. The team that you choose should be chosen with care So you'll trust all of those who enter the lair. My glass castle is yours as well. When your heart needs a friend Please ring the bell.