Poem from inside book:
The House:
Who lived here before I came,
who lived
in this room, how did it look, was it the same?
Was there a girl
or two,
a little boy,
a house fileld with toys, with joys, with dreams...
or was it just
a lonely place
with empty beds and silent rooms,
was it always filled with gloom,
and did the house long to be loved?
Was there a girl who danced and sang,
a dinner bell
that chimed or rang,
and did anyone ever stand right here As I do now?
The House:
Who lived here before I came,
who lived
in this room, how did it look, was it the same?
Was there a girl
or two,
a little boy,
a house fileld with toys, with joys, with dreams...
or was it just
a lonely place
with empty beds and silent rooms,
was it always filled with gloom,
and did the house long to be loved?
Was there a girl who danced and sang,
a dinner bell
that chimed or rang,
and did anyone ever stand right here As I do now?
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