That House On The Hump Or Hill

Two stories high and a great orchard behind

Had separate families on each floor but they were both mine

A long time ago these families took me in

Though there was no bloodline, they treated me like kin

Howling winds through the isles and from upstairs awesome sunrise

On one side the rain from afar caught your ears before your eyes

Uncle Fred didn’t say much but aunts Eula, Sis and Cirlene

Shared lots with me and were never mean

Eula had two daughters and one was closer to my age

Our rapport would get clumsy as hormones would rage

Now downstairs lived Sheilah my teacher with her husband and kids

They all were very disciplined and even now my memory forbids

How loudly I think because everything was so quiet

Even play time was tempered, we never made a riot

How serene it was as I lived there

Under a Christian culture and with order everywhere

Miracles One Noticed Afterwards where seen all day long

People’s Eyes Tell Everything Readily and chose not to do wrong

One’s Life Is Very Important And if one should flee

Running Under The House And Notice No evils to see

Had no buried ills there or none hidden in the closet

I understood the things you see are the truth you would get

Life at this house, with these friends, was a peaceful place

Looking back at it all now, I believe I was in God’s warm embrace