Theses days
Find me
Close to
Home

These days
I’m often
Home
Alone

We no
Longer
Paint the
Town red

We may
Paint
The house
Red instead

These days
I see
The world
Anew

It can
Keep
For another
Pursuit

For me
To partake
And
Participate

Instead
I feel
At home
Close to home

These times
Are trying
Even when I’m
Home alone

My lovely
Neighborhood
Was misnamed
Solitude

It gets crowded
Around here sometimes
With fond memories
And plans accrued

I love my
Solitude including
Every single street
Every single dude

These times
Find me
Close to
Home

Closer than
Ever and
Closer
Then before

Just the way
I like it and
Just the way
It will stay

Where my seven
Favorite people
Often come
And go

Close to home
Close to home
Close to home
Close to home