SOLITUDE

I like to be alone with me

I find myself good company

I think and feel and deeply muse

and learn to know my innermost views

There are surprises endlessly

I know not what my thoughts will be

And time goes skimming by so fast

the peaceful hours are soon past

I hear some speak of evenings long

and slowly passed as time gone wrong

Not so for me! These hours are mine

as precious gifts, and almost divine

Oh, I need friends and company

and cherish all they mean to me

For solitude cannot be long

and swiftly must it sing its song

Life needs contrast as does true art

and interludes are ever short

Activity must precede rest

and peace well-earned has met its test

But as the shadows follow sun

so do my special hours run

When solitude succeeds life's pace

I find peace in my own space.