Ode To My Roof

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Always a shelter to cushion my dreams,

has happily been my lot.

What a fortunate soul,

am I, am I.

 

Forever a roof at the end of each day,

to protect from the wind, rain, and cold.

A wartime bomb that shatters my dreams:

a friend close at hand to gather me in.

What a fortunate soul,

am I, am I

 

Slate, tile, canvas or steel,

are in place, as day becomes night.

No cardboard box, or pavement are mine.

Not for me the dark lonely sky.

Always a roof

to cushion my dreams.

What a fortunate soul

am I, am I.

 

Ode to My Roof - 1st Aug 2008

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Joan Mary Fulford
Fulord Consulting Ltd
West Bridgford
Nottingham NG2 5GF

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Clifford W Fulford
162 Edward Road
West Bridgford
Nottingham, NG2 5GF


Send e-mailclifford@fulford.net
Telephone: 07923 572 8612

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