Full House Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Full House.
The little house in the poor part of the town
walls looking ready to burst.
when the newlyweds long time ago it was small
for them and they spoke of getting another one.
Time was hard and one child after another
was born, eight in all.
The long ago newlywed, joked they had to
wait to get the house back when
the children became adult and could find their
own place to live; it took time
and finally they were alone, but not at peace,
the whole quarter of rickety houses was
being erased like removing memories of hard times,
and the bulldozers came.
The couple got a small flat in a high rise building
and with their children moving in or out
according to their bad luck in life,
the small flat was soon full of bickering adult children.