by Jen Wright
picture if you will a young Hugh and Irene
so in love so filled with dreams...
They settled in a little Long Island town,
a place maned Bayville by Long Island Sound.
They searched and searched for the bumpiest road
to unpack their burden and lighten their load.
Hugh built the house with his own bare hands
and soon enough Irene began to expand,
Children; there were one, two and then three,
and she paused and everyone shouted with glee
when four and five (me!) came to be!
Interior decorating was just a gift
with a bright orange kitchen to give you a lift.
On the refrigerator was a cartoon mouse
and the clothes dryer was a locomotive and
colorful lizards ran loose through the house.
When Irene needed a car to take the kids to wrinkle beach,
they stuck a big daisy decal on a white convertible
that had pedals she could reach.
The family van was also quite trippy,
it was a VW bus they later sold to a hippy
Family vacations were spent in the warm summer sun
with the children running naked through the sreeets of Wisconsin
Pluggies tossed out the window in Niagra Falls
Journeys to Nova Scotia,Newfoundland and that's not all
Imagine Irene on a 100' rope bridge over the Ausable Falls.
Mr.Baker, the Mailman, as Hugh was known around town
got himself a moped to zip-zip around
and a hot tub to soothe his tired aching feet
soaking outside in the rain, snow and sleet.
Was it Uncle Charlie who suggested the Palmolive for bubbles ?
In all their life they never knew such bubble trouble!
They kept busy with grandchildren
and church festivals of every kind
there was ice cream with strawberries and chicken,
BBQed or cordon-blue'd
and weekend trips to Vermont helped them unwind.
Too quickly the years passed and the children had grown
so they packed up and moved
and made the Green Mountains their home.
It was scenic and serene and the hearth was so warm,
who would have known the winters to be so long?
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