Friday, October 29, 2010

THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

This house

surrounded by cotton fields

sits by the side of Highway 51, the road I (and many others) take "going to town" as we country folk say when we, well, ...go to town.
A favorite little poem of my late father's came to mind:
The House by the Side of the Road
by Sam Walter

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,

Where the race of men go by -

They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,

Wise, foolish - so am I.

Then why should I sit in th scorner's seat,

Or hurl the cynic's ban?

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,

And be a friend to man.

Have a lovely day!
-Mug

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful photos! I love the last one-- with the zinnias blooming and old plaid sofa peaking out.

    I think I need to memorize that poem.

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