Ode to a house on a hill

[aerickson]

To the House on the Hill
An Ode
Oh lonely hillside silhouette,
you perch atop that hill, and yet
although you may seem very small
within my mind, you’re not at all

For from afar, I gaze at you
and wishing I could be there too,
to lie upon that lonely top
and beg the world around me, stop!

Oh! noise and hubbub, let you cease!
Be gone you clatter, I long for peace.
Yes, distance is a calming space,
so far, so high, on your hilltop place

So as I pace my life long through
and act my part, as is my due,
my heart is with your rooftop view
where, silhouette, you’ll find me too