House And Home Poem by sylvia spencer
House And Home
Windows sparkling bright,
without a touch of dust.
White plastic frames
to stop corrosion and rust.
Outside and inside,
always looking new.
These people had no children,
but I had quite a few.
Bikes in the yard,
and a garden like a tip
the neighbours put the flags out
when we went on a trip.
Our house was home,
and all the comforts in it
but because we were working class
we just couldn't win it!
In the garden we had a hedge
that was seven foot tall,
Hubby! always said
'it was cheeper than building a wall'
Hubby never liked the neighbours,
he said they were to posh
always washing there fancy cars
just to make us, think,
that they had lots of dosh.
One day my sons football
landed in next doors pool,
she came running at him with a broomstick,
Oh how that cow! was cruel,
The kids called her wichy-poo
with her long dyed black hair.
little did she know that, I had a temper,
one that you could call, quite rare.
The dustbin was loaded
and over the hedge it went
I wouldn't stand no nonsence,
that was my message truly sent.
Our home, was our castle,
With love that was there forever.
The only time, my young one's played up
was when we had bad weather.
A space hopper 'remember them', a trike and a den made from bean cains and old sheets That was our Childhood.No great expence, none needed.Just love of life.Thankyou for the warm reminder.Love Duncan
I had to laugh! This made me think of the British TV program 'Keeping Up Appearances.' Hy Bucket is so ashamed of her family, when they are the only ones who are really happy. How funny. I thought the dustbin was going to go on the neighbor's head. Scarlett
what a cheerfully told poem - and those of us who have brought up kids know how impossible it is to be tidy - but what does it matter if there's love in the home. Well done.
Sylvia, This is fantastic. I loved the way you changed the scene so smoothly from the neighbours house to yours 'they had no kids, but I had quite a few.........'. I really enjoyed this. Well done! Kind regards Always Gyp
Sylvia, I love how you describe your life and family so clearly! Sounds like you live in my neighborhood! What a great memorial of your family! Very sweet. Take care. Sincerely, Mary
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4/16/2024 3:06:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds like our house on a thirty acre hobbyfarm, raising five. Good portrayal of the atmosphere and the Jones family next door got an honourable mention. H