Today Bee at Fooling around with Bee said “Thursdays we go travelling. On Thursday, we remember, celebrate and dedicate to places we love. It is entirely up to you how you create this post: write a story, poem, take a photo, link to a page… anything goes as long as it is connected to a place you love!”
Last Thursday it was about places in general but today we will go a little more specific:
Create about Buildings we Love
In the middle of a terrace, in a horse shoe surrounding a green
It was home to us all. Our safe place, the best sight ever seen.
In the winter icicles appeared on the window inside as well as out
No heating in the bedrooms so we froze without a doubt.
The backroom was cosy there was always a fire in the grate
We fought to sit at the hearth, huddling together extra heat to create .
Summer was different the windows and doors open wide
The garden full of veg and blackberries and mud we’d trail inside!
Christmas time was special everyone hanging up the glitter
Mum baking in the kitchen Dad and the boys having a sneaky bitter.
When I was little,everyone when to midnight Mass except Mum and me,
We’d dress the dress the Christmas tree for the others on their return see.
There were so many of us yet no one was ever turned away
Whoever turned up was welcome, relative , friend, waif or stray.
Dad had an office in the front room each night he’d do his Union work
Men came for help. After his working day. His responsibilities he didn’t shirk.
There were only three bedrooms all packed to overflowing
It could be very hectic because we would not stop growing.
Four generations. So many memories, too many to share
Sadly the house is sold and closed to me, though it is still there.
We all got Married from that house, we were all were blessed
Our Parents did not have much but they always did their best.
Funerals Parties and reunions it was always the place to meet
For over sixty years it made our lives complete.
In the middle of a terrace, in a horseshoe surrounding a green
It was home to us all. Our safe place , the best sight ever seen.
Feb 11, 2016 @ 18:58:15
Thanks for sharing the sweet memories of Your Home, Willow. Comforting today for me, too, those thoughts.
Feb 11, 2016 @ 19:13:42
Are you okay Mark ?
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:06:16
Yes, getting through the latest bout of snow and cold, Willow.
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:10:49
I am glad that you are all okay 😀
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:08:56
Lovely memories and wonderful to read!
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:10:14
Thank you Lynz and all true!
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:24:25
It was lovely and I love the pictures you chose as well.It sounds like a lively and wonderful household!
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:29:05
It was a lovely mad house we all miss it!! 🙂
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:31:50
that is house it sounds!!!!
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:34:05
it was I miss it ! 🙂
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:38:29
xxx
Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:39:32
😀
Feb 13, 2016 @ 07:14:09
HI Willow, that sounds like a lovely but hectic house to grow up in. Your poem touched me deeply. Thanks for sharing!
Feb 13, 2016 @ 07:26:56
It was a mad hectic house and we loved it!! I am glad you liked it Bee! There were always relatives staying or friends in need of a bed or sofa or even a floor!! 🙂 xx