"The only thing changed..."

The only thing changed is the number of windows

and walls. Also, we've grown by one.

The rest stayed the same, as the winter dwindles

and the daylight yields a bit more of the sun.

You would turn to salt if you looked behind us,

but the time is passing, albeit slow,

and all that’s needed is a bit of quietness,

the crackling flame, and the woolen throw.