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That House – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Old miners house at the historic Gwalia townsite.

 

That House

That house,
our first house,
where I traced the lines and holes,
trod its carpets bare,
ever eyeing the sagging plaster,
where dust was our friend
and spiders paid their way,
even the rodents were not destitute.
Well that house we painted boldly,
with the brightest colours of our love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul,

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