Hennessy Terrace Poem by Paul Warren

The street had only one side
With the other having trees in line
My father had built his own house there
Making bricks and digging ditches here

Then a family was made with five boys
With all the ups and downs and joys
But I remember the peace of belonging
Of days in the sun that I am now longing

As I see each stone in the gravel driveway
And hear them crunch under my bike wheel way
With the sunlight off the rear verandah windows
In the afternoon sun as it bounces just so

Or lying in bed whilst the rain hits the tin roof
In the morning as the radio announcer sounds so aloof
Kicking a football to each other out on the road
The old lady down the street complaining to police mode

Now is there another child listening, hearing and feeling it all
At peace knowing that he was loved in his family in his own call
With the Australian sun beating down overhead in its glory
As their years go by making it all in their own new life story.

© Paul Warren Poetry