That Little House

A castle of sand or a castle of stone,
Knelt before the altar or sat upon the throne.
Fear not of the unknown,
            The whispers in the dark,
Nor the wisps of the wind,
            From the coming storm.
Think of that little house in your dreams,
            The light of the sun and moon through its windows,
And the rain,
            Washing its shingles.
Think of the sky,
            Beyond the clouds of grey,
And the meadow all about,
            Despite what people say.
Keep this image fresh in your mind,
            And so will I your love in my heart.