54634: I Built Myself a House of Glass
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posted on 2024-04-25, 17:29 authored by First World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team I built myself a house of glass:
It took my 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.
