I see a little house
in the distance afar
a very, useful little place
with a welcome door ajar
Many wandering souls
have passed by its way
parked themselves there
many a night and day
It supplied entertainment
for the young and old
it even had a catalog
but no heat in the cold
A place to sneak away
lay your worries aside
smoke a puff or two
many secrets it could hide
To close in the summer
in the winter to far away
if one was so inclined
it was a good place to pray
The purpose of its existence
could raise quite a smell
the little outhouse sure was popular
oh the stories it could tell
Susie Swanson
Well.......I've wrote about everything else, I figured I might as well give this one a try.. (no offense folks). I hope you catch my stinky drift...just joking of course..lol..
That is an awesome write on the out house. Very well done. I actually really like it. Perfect tell you ahve spun and told.
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Ahahaha! I like it. Very nice job with this, Susie.
ReplyDeleteOther than the house, it was the most important building on the farm!
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone glad you enjoyed it. Yes George it was a very popular little house. Have you heard the old sayin.. It was 50 feet to close in the summer and 50 feet to farway in the winter..lol..
ReplyDeleteWonderful! This made me chuckle, Susie... but also brought back memories of hearing my momma talk about having to use theirs in the snow.
ReplyDeleteAww, thanks Paula, glad you got a laugh from it.. That little house was popular anytime of the year..
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem Susie. It brought back memories for me of summer Y camp where we had to wake a councilor up during the night to take us to the bathroom. As young girls, I guess they didn't think we would be safe in the dark.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my kitchen. It's my pleasure to meet you and I hope we'll run into each other in person soon.
Sam
Thanks Sam for the comments and visit. I'm honored to meet you and I hope we do run into one another. That would be awesome..
ReplyDeleteThis is so cute! I love it.
ReplyDeleteAhh-the outhouse!! I remember Mama cleaning ours every Saturday and some that were never cleaned!! lol
ReplyDeleteWhen I was growing up in the 60s, most every house in the holler had one. It was a while before inside plumbing became popular. I hated walking out there after dark!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone, just about everybody had one or knew someone that did. They sure were hard to keep clean and cold in the winter. I hated walking to it too in the dark. It was so scary. We didn't know how to act when we got inside plumbing.. Things sure have changed..
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ReplyDeleteAs always I love reading your poems. This one is priceless.
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Maggie
Hi Susie! Loved the poem about the out house! My mother had them growing up when she was young and would often tell me funny stories of different things that happened. I have never had the opportunity to use one. I can imagine it would have been both scary and fun for a little kid! They are certainly times to remember! Have a lovely evening and keep warm tonight, it's going to be chilly. We each put out an extra blanket on all the beds and Barkley' cuddled close between us covered up in his own little blue blanket and his stuffed animal lamb. Sleep well! Delisa :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful place to get away and dream, think, and pray. Wish I had somewhere like that.
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Thanks Delisa, We've been cold too. Extra cover on the bed and everything. I dread the winter if it's coming in already..
ReplyDeleteThanks Sheri, it was a good place to do all those things.. Lots of memories..
Had one until I was 29!
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