That Yellow House
When he had climbed up the stairs
He knew he shouldn't be unawares
Had there been blue skies this early
Then he would have knocked surely
For the fact of the matter
No matter what the weather
This yellow house shone
For moon or for sun
With its garden of flowers
Delighting passersby
© gillena cox 2026


Oh.. I love the way a happy house like that would delight every passersby
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Your yellow house made me smile, Gillena, and made me want to visit it.
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What a fun sunshiny poem!
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Beautifully written, Gillena.
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This reminds me very much of "Our House" by Crosby, Still, Nash & Young, lovely song in the same spirit.
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I love the sense of warmth and comfort this conveys - Jae
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A lovely place and poem, rain or shine.
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Absolutely lovely 💛
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I love that you picked this one, Gillena! The happiness of your poem brings it further to life.
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