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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required _________ The sun-yellow house seems smaller somehow, viewing it now, after all these years... The street seems narrower, and the trees have grown tall.. And where once open fields spanned both sides of the road, there are small tract houses, where fences have bloomed. Neighboring orchards have all disappeared But, somehow we knew the house would be there.... As if seen from a distance, edged by seasons, yet clear There's the path that we laid one hot summer day, in the yard of this house that sits at the bend near the end of the road, where the sycamore grew.... Someone else left their footprints that lead to the door There's a rusty-red bike, and a skate left behind by the squeaky old gate, that tomorrow will find. As suddenly as wind will spring from the dust thirty years fell away, and flew into in the past And quickly alive, all the memories rise, like a whirlwind of leaves, in a springtime of lives..... _____ ...Our first Christmas trees, and our first holidays... Anniversaries we spent with just pizza and wine The place where I cried long into the night, as the child in me grieved for a mother who died... Long, starry nights, I was bathed by the moon rocking my babes to a lullaby tune _____ Yes....it is all captured there, in the small yellow house Our very first house, with the snow-white trim Strange, it may be, but I'm glad it's still yellow... Still wearing the face of the warm summer sun The sun- yellow house, with a flagstone path Where old slate stones bring the sun to the door It's a path we laid on a warm summer day in a place that we knew as our very first home Just a small yellow house, with its snow-white trim... that sits 'round the bend, where the sycamore grew...
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