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My Grans House

I think I may have told you once before
Of my grans house but I’m not sure
The old post office it was called
As a child by it I was enthralled

Into the house from the pavement you went
Two up two down but love in every sentiment
The lounge was small I suppose petite
All was kept orderly, clean and neat

Down a hallway to the back
A fire place lead black
Outside the back door a water pump
From which water my grandma would hump

So the kettle on the stove
Could brew tea for all who rove
So you could wash your hands and face
This was not a flashy place

In the hallway I recall 
Stood a cupboard six foot tall
Filled with homemade jam and honey
In those days hard up for money

We would bathe in a tin bath
If not you would incur her wrath
Cleanest first dirtiest last 
Those were the rules held hard and fast

In the bedrooms a bowl and jug
No sink to hold a plug
Toilet down the orchard in the yard
A gazunder for your needs life was hard

Yet in this little place
This old lady with wrinkled face
Lived to a ripe old age ninety two
I still miss her now it’s true


This house was in Pembridge Herefordshire, she would always give us a threepenny bit to spend in those days that bought quite a bit, lovely lady always loved,.

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  1. Date: 2/1/2013 12:15:00 AM
    Well this is a "10 " if I ever read one ;} thank you for reading "wordsmith,, have a great day ;}

  1. Date: 1/23/2013 8:45:00 AM
    Hello my dear great poet friend Owen! This is extremely beautiful and delightful write of yours to read tonight. I love and extremely enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing and your precious time to visit my poem. Have a great day! love/hugs, Leonora

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 8:48:00 PM
    Oh that was just beautiful Owen.You got my eyes all watery...I loved the bath lines. Cleanest first,dirtiest last.Ahh those good 'ole days.. :o)

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 11:54:00 AM
    A great tribute to your grandma. It is always nice to have nice memories. It has been said - if you don't have noting to leave your family - leave them memories. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 11:43:00 AM
    So glad that we can share memories Owen - Your memories make me think back in time. - Very well written and thanks. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 11:14:00 AM
    Oh, you bring back some warm memories of my own childhood and I'm sure many others! Love to look back... thanks Owen!

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 7:48:00 AM
    I am glad that you have fond memories of her..Reads as though she loved her family and knew how to be spendthirfty but yet have some to give..Enjoyed reading this morn..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 2:15:00 AM
    This really takes me back to my gran's old red farmhouse. She still cooked on a wood-burning stove, no kidding. It is likely worth some money now! Oh I miss that woman and her blackberry pies! Thank you for taking me back there.

  1. Date: 1/20/2013 9:15:00 PM
    Owen, don't feel guilty about not saying anything (related to my stepdad's death), that happened maybe around 2006 before I was even a member here. There is no way you would have heard of it!! Let me see if I can find a poem of yours to read now.

  1. Date: 1/20/2013 11:45:00 AM
    A lovely memory Owen and I still miss my nan and grandad too. They lived in an old terrace, toilet down the yard , no bathroom, great days xx

  1. Date: 1/20/2013 8:58:00 AM
    A lovely vision and memory for you...thank you for sharing... always~ LINDA

  1. Date: 1/20/2013 4:41:00 AM
    Owen love this great memory of yours, it has just started to snow again..I HATE THE SNOW....David

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 8:15:00 PM
    how nice this is. I was waiting to see why it was called "old post office!" Did it used to be one? My grandma was not one to converse much with the kiddies. I did not have a sweety granny!!

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 7:15:00 PM
    Ohh, I love it. Precious memories! And the way you told it, it is so beautiful. You shared a glimpse of your boyhood, Owen! That is so special. It's part of your life. Awesome!

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 2:36:00 PM
    wow you are taking me back here Owen,, this is amazing, not only for the love you obviously show for your Gran,, but for the historic documentation of the poem, just love this awesome poem....

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 5:23:00 AM
    You sure know how to rhythm and rhyme Owen, and I love your memories, she sounds like she was quiet an amazing woman, you were blessed, and now look at your beautiful heart, so precious, thanks for the visit Own, L & K, Rose

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 2:47:00 AM
    This is lovely Owen, I could felt the warmth from here :D, great rhyme too, perfect poetry :) - hug, yanny

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 2:17:00 AM
    Dear owen, Thank you very much for your kind compliment and your opinion ! I'm only 16 but Ii like to write poems and express my feelings about the questions in my mind and it would be great if you could share your opinion and ideas on all my poems Thank you!:)

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 6:35:00 AM
    So the rule was: Better dead than dirty, ha? Yes, I know it. Dear Owen, Lovely poem with so many human emotions among them gratitude, so rare these days, coupled with some nostalgia! Beautiful development garlanded with tender feelings! Thank you for sharing.

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 5:04:00 AM
    it was like my folks talking about their memories... Thanks Owen

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