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This was written by Linda Looney Please, do not take without permission
The House on the Hill
The love that resided in the house on the hill
Inside my heart and mind live still
A wooden house large and grey
Yet, it was sunshine to me in every way
No one screaming out in anger
The only shout was calling me to dinner
Or when it was time to call it a day
Each night side by side we'd kneel and pray.
Only once did I hear my Grandma swear
I was shocked at her blatant despair
She got on her knees and prayed right away
She taught by example that I'll say.
You see at home it was another world
Where I didn't want to be as a girl
I'd try to stay quiet and hope to be ignored
I lived in books there. With Grandma I felt secure.
This was written by Linda Looney Please, do not take without permission