The Green House Is Coming
The green house is here!
The green house is here!
All of us ran out to watch the green house as it slowly made its way
Down the street about half a block, no make that a quarter of a block in an hour.
At last, it was on its merry way.
Thanks to our Auntie Vi who knew all about it, we had all heard
That you can move an entire house intact, and it was going to be moved on
Saturday, but none of us had ever seen such a sight until today.
By ten a.m. there were 59 people sitting in lawn chairs or blankets, or on the bare
Grass, watching the men with the powerful flatbed trucks move an entire house, a green
House, with lots of windows, and no front door, down our street, it was proud and tall.
Where are they taking her? A strange teenager asked my mother. She did not know, so she
Shrugged her shoulders. This is Midwest Iowa talk for “I don’t know, and don’t ask me again.”
I shrugged too, having no idea at all.
But this was a once in a life time experience,
and I have never forgotten it,
and I suspect I never will.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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