Poems and strange mumblings

THE DAY I MOVED HOUSE

By Doreen Yates

 

It was 8am in the morning on Friday the 11th January 2008

Moving house today, hope the removal van is not late

It had arrived at last the day I had longed so much for

Six months its taken, I can now forever walk out that door.

 

I heard the van pull up the street, its time for the mayhem to begin 

Moving all the furniture out, whoops watch that, that's my new bin

Well it took a few hours to load it all, we could now soon be on the way

That call from my solicitor arrived to say your moneys in the bank, hooray.

 

No rain when we finally got on the road , in fact it was a sunny day

But mightn't you know with 3 hours travelling ahead the heavens had their way

We had just hit the motorway and the dark clouds starting to appear

Down the rain came, faster and faster,making driving difficult and unclear.

 

At last after 4 hours on the motorway we arrived at my new place

But it was still pouring down with rain much to our disgrace

With no choice to unload everything in the rain, more fun and games!

You guessed it, all my furniture got wet, and me - what a shame.

 

It was an experience that I shan't forget for a very long while

There were moments I wanted to cry and others I had to smile

Its been a few months now since that mad and crazy move day

Boxes are now unpacked and my new home is lovely I must say.

 

But I often have a smile when I think of all that went on

It had taken 12 months to sell my house and now its all gone

Many tears and laughs have passed my door since that day

But new hope rises and I am ready to begin again here and stay.   

 

 

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