Father of time, Give me a home

Calandar pieces drop through the cracks. Tuesday, brings somber tears. Monday, brought melancholy and cheers of gloom. April knew such song, my heart gave way. What hope, does June hold? Longing set on stones so far. Bring me to the piper. Settle me a place by the fire. Fix my long toiled soul, with a songtress of matrimony. Let my loins, settle deeply with one. See what life holds, in the hands of many. Where family grabs the reign. Birth me a home, where built my future knows.