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May 2017
We lived in an old home
with a
big fire place
Perfect for our children
who could run and play
in its big open space
Their laughter wonderful
as they rode though the bush
They'd climbed tress
build cubbies
go camping
do whatever they wished
You could even drop a line
in the dam
and try to catch a fish
Bush out the back
Orchard out the front
The kids would canoe
Dive off the pontoon
Even go on a big frog hunt
Life in the hills was perfect
an awsome place
for our children to play
Days swimming
and snockling  
Wanting their friends
to come and stay
It's a place they hold dear
to their hearts
It was really sad to leave
and make a new start
But they have wonderful memories
of the old house in the bush
I'm so glad
our children grew up there
and could do
whatever they wished
A peom for our children
So many wonderful memories
were made while living
at the old house in the bush
Debbie Brindley
Written by
Debbie Brindley  51/F/Perth, Australia
(51/F/Perth, Australia)   
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