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Childhood Home
There is no going back there
To the days that used to be,
But I see again my childhood home
In longing reverie--
Rambling white clapboard farmhouse
That sheltered things I use no more:
The long roller towel, and wash pan
On a bench outside the door;
Enormous woodbox in the kitchen
By the friendly big iron range;
The squat glued-together sugar bowl
Where mother kept her change;
A small coffee-mill for grinding
The fragrant coffee bean;
Wooden churn for making butter;
Kerosene lamps I had to clean;
Dad's razor strop a-hanging
By a small round looking glass;
Young lambs gamboling in the meadow;
Proud gray geese eating grass;
The dinner bell told hungry men
To unhitch a weary team;
The hand-dug well and oaken bucket;
And black kettle puffing steam;
The worn old family Bible
On the dining table had it's place;
At mealtime our family read it
And bowed heads in humble grace.
By Lawrence J. Watters
6423 Berwyn Ave.
Dearborn 6, Michigan
SING-A-SONG POSTAL POEM NO. 29
COPR., 1959
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Order POSTAL POEMS from "BUGLOSS",
6423 Berwyn Ave., Dearborn 6, Michigan
Union Oils for Sale:
1939-26,29,32,45,48,49,50,65,
68 - $1.00 each
1940-9,34-75¢ each
1941-136,146, 165, 166, 167-50¢ea
1948-1940-1955 10c each,
Not interested in swaps at
this time,
Elizabeth A. Riley
Mrs. A. C. Riley
616 E. Indiana Ave,
Philadelphia 34, Pa.
COPYRIGHT, 1959, BY LAWRENCE J. WATTERS
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