We take for granted the iron roof
and the shelves on which we display
our marker-stone possessions,
the strong walls
against the wind and rain,
the warm bed,
until the house is no longer ours.
THE HOUSE
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We take for granted the iron roof
and the shelves on which we display
our marker-stone possessions,
the strong walls
against the wind and rain,
the warm bed,
until the house is no longer ours.