James Galvan
English 306
Steve Pett
Billy Collins Poem Insperation: Where I Live
Where My House Is
This House sits on top of a small hill
no taller then how high you stand.
What once was a small lawn
with a stair way of only
several steps high,
now is covered by winters
cold message that it was here.
At the bottom of the steps,
a trail, that follows a particular path
from the drive way to the front door
comes across two windows which
are about as high as you stand.
A Christmas tree stands in the first window
which should have been taken care of
just like the paint
falling off the wood of the house.
As it begins to snow
I decide to stay home.
sitting on one of four couches
watching the television which is about
as high as I stand.
I look out the second window
watching the snow fall
only to know that tomorrow
I will have to shovel a trail
from the drive way to the front door.
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