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Four walls and a window
Painted with my colour favourite
Soothing it is to just see and know
My childhood room it was, a sight.
Dappled sunshine in the front porch
Brought with it bird-songs and sun bloom,
The front window and the curving arch,
Imbued with life, not a sign of doom.
Revisiting the house this afternoon
Dilapidated house and a tattered roof
"You are welcome," birds no more croon
This prototype is its spoof.
Written for Magpie Tales: mag 285
Soothing it is to just see and know
My childhood room it was, a sight.
Dappled sunshine in the front porch
Brought with it bird-songs and sun bloom,
The front window and the curving arch,
Imbued with life, not a sign of doom.
Revisiting the house this afternoon
Dilapidated house and a tattered roof
"You are welcome," birds no more croon
This prototype is its spoof.
Written for Magpie Tales: mag 285
Delightful read.
ReplyDelete@ Karen S. Thank you!
DeleteWell done. Good language here. Enjoyed it. :-)
ReplyDelete@Elena Sands. Thanks. :-)
DeleteVery beautifully worded poem.
ReplyDelete@usha menon. Thank you.
Deletelovely read
ReplyDeleteMy take : A Small Home
@Cifar Shayar. Thanks for stopping by.
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