Soul to my Chatterbox

From the prime I eloped my roof
You people have bestowed me with homey co-op.
Never pictured to greet such cohort
Who fade my home pinning with such comfort.

Round-the-clock, we chat and chat
And mortals around go jealous and flat.
Who bothers for what they expect
Coz we buddies will never distract.

Let it be itch, let it be foe
There’s nothing we don’t bestow.
From the first ray to the last bay
Our chatterbox can’t be caged.

The bits we adore, the memories we bore
Have already imbrued my inner will.
Lingering for many more like those
For we are kin’s that never live.

With tide...everything will change
Temper, pride, or let it be brain.
The only plea to Almighty at frame
This unique bond shall never face tame.