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Originally published: 31st December 2019

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This poem was placed 1st = in Brian Strand's "PODIUM PLACING PROMISE (3)" Poetry Contest and

Placed 10th in Poet Destroyer A's "DEEP (001) Poetry Contest and

Placed 2nd = in Brian Strand's "STRAND CHOICE 3" Poetry Contest


The sun that is shining through the window right now Is the same sun that shone way back when. But although it's the same, it's different somehow. It shone brighter And longer Back then. The walls of this room that have stood firm for years Are the same walls on which that sun shone. They captured the laughter, the love and the tears And keep secrets Now people Have gone. The sun casts a shadow as it's time to depart Through a door that's been wedged by junk mail. The death of both parents has ripped out the heart Of a home Now a house That's for sale.

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Date: 9/30/2021 1:24:00 AM
A familiar tale Gary,like the 'chorus' form
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Gary Radice
Date: 9/30/2021 2:04:00 AM
Yes..and a sad tale..I still well up thinking about the sale of my parents' house but such is life. Thanks for your comments Brian and your use of the word 'chorus' in there..it fits so well. Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/3/2021 5:49:00 AM
Congratulations on your contest win with this stunning creation. It’s a credit to you. I appreciate your soupmail regarding my selection and your generous review. howard kerr
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Date: 1/3/2021 6:10:00 AM
Thank you Howard for your wonderful comments - I'm glad you liked the poem. It's all very much appreciated. I loved reading your poem this morning. Thanks again. Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/3/2021 4:24:00 AM
A very poignant piece, Gary, nicely penned. I was the executor on my grandmother’s estate and had to sell her house which had been in the family for sixty years, that was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do in my life. Congrats on your win. John
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Gary Radice
Date: 1/3/2021 4:50:00 AM
Thanks John. I have to admit I rarely go past my parents' house any more, if at all. It's as if that chapter of my life has finally closed and that's what makes the situation sad for me. I appreciate your comments and can empathise with your situation.
Date: 10/8/2020 3:59:00 PM
So nicely don.... all those memories... Congratulations.
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Gary Radice
Date: 10/9/2020 6:38:00 AM
Thank you Marilene. Cheers - Gary
Date: 10/8/2020 8:10:00 AM
I really enjoyed your poem, congratulations on your win. :-)
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Gary Radice
Date: 10/8/2020 8:20:00 AM
Hi Joanna - Thanks for your comments. Much appreciated. Cheers - Gary
Date: 10/7/2020 9:39:00 PM
So melancholy, Gary. I had the same feelings when we sold our family home of four generations. You captured that feeling beautifully. Congratulations my friend!
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Date: 10/8/2020 12:59:00 AM
Thank you Sam. I can only imagine what it was like selling your old family home of four generations. My old house and my childhood was some other world. Cheers - Gary
Date: 10/7/2020 9:17:00 PM
Great write , Gary, for Linda's contest. Congratulations on your win.
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Gary Radice
Date: 10/8/2020 1:00:00 AM
Thank you Eve. This was one of those poems that was easy to write as the memories are still vivid from that day in my mind. Cheers - Gary
Date: 10/7/2020 8:11:00 PM
You carried the tension nicely right to the end, and the sadness by then is palpable. The home is a marvelous metaphor to use for the turning of the tides from life to death. Beautifully rendered, congratulations ~ John
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Gary Radice
Date: 10/8/2020 1:03:00 AM
Thank you John. I reckon I could write a poem about the whole street where I used to play. So many memories, so many words and so many lines. Cheers - Gary
Date: 2/22/2020 6:45:00 PM
Beautiful penned, Gary.
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Gary Radice
Date: 2/23/2020 5:01:00 AM
Thank you! I actually felt the hurt when writing it. I know my sister and some friends on facebook shed a tear when reading this and its sister poem: 'The Garden Seat' having been in the same situation themselves recently. On that level the poem succeeded. I'm very happy with it.
Date: 1/3/2020 9:43:00 AM
Very poignant piece, Gary. Such happens when homes become houses. // Barry
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Date: 1/3/2020 9:52:00 AM
Thanks for reading and commenting Barry. I think the last time I set foot in the old family home was truly one of the saddest days of my life. This poem wrote itself. Cheers Gary