Love Is In Da Blog: Our House.

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

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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.

 

 

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14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. markbialczak
    Feb 11, 2016 @ 18:58:15

    Thanks for sharing the sweet memories of Your Home, Willow. Comforting today for me, too, those thoughts.

    Reply

  2. Lynz Real Cooking
    Feb 11, 2016 @ 20:08:56

    Lovely memories and wonderful to read!

    Reply

  3. Bee Halton
    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!

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      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

      Reply

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