dream of a house

What a wonderful old mysterious house we have,

Room after room, space after space,

And what we could do with it!

It could be so beautiful, with a little love.

Here is my childhood room –

Longer, brighter and higher than it ever was

How perfect for the girls

They would be able to have a curtain between them

When they wanted space

But still be together

How beautiful the crisp white walls and the transparent curtain billowing! 

How beautiful the clean sunlight on the pure, high walls!

‘But what about the haunted rooms?’ You ask

And I push my fingers quickly to your lips,

Because my boy is listening.


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