Basement Apartment Poem by Charlie Parant

Basement Apartment

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it was dark, it was small
just a hole in the wall
we could hear all the sounds of the street
but the time that we spent
and affordable rent
made us forget about walls of concrete

So, we made it our own
and we called it a home
though we still couldn’t wait to get out
but with our lack of space
packed in our little place
we learned what true love was about

but that was the past
and it just couldn’t last
now, we live in a big house of wood
when I think of those days
of our underground stays
all the memories I have are all good

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Miller-wade 27 February 2011

This also speaks to me, Charlie.

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Briana Johnson 10 February 2011

This poem just comes to show that we Can have good memories no matter where in life we are. Its what you make of it.

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