I hear of so many people being
so very lonely
but with me I am happiest when
its me only
for deep within me resides a
quiet sub-dued home
whose only joy is
being alone
sometimes outside influences
try to invade my privacy
the telephone it will ring
I dont answer-it doesnt bother me
Being alone is like a long Spring rain
it cleanses my soul and rejuvenate
the brain again and again