Keep-Out House by Shel Silverstein

Another poem written by one of my favorite authors. Do you think maybe I am in need of some alone time??

At last – I finished my keep-out house,
A house that’s meant for privacy,
A house that’s meant for peacefulness,
A house just meant for only me.
There is no door where strangers knock,
No window where they peek and grin.
A perfect private keep-out house…
Now… how do I get in?

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6 Comments

  1. Tee said,

    April 18, 2006 at 2:29 pm

    LOL – I need one of them things, too. Ugh. Oldest son is on spring break and while I think yelling is a disgusting and ignorant way of dealing with kids, I’ve been yelling on and off all day. They’re so aggravating when they’re together – just bickering and not listening! ERGH!

  2. April 18, 2006 at 3:42 pm

    We all have our days, Tee. Sometimes shouting is necessary in our house just to be heard above the incessant bickering of my girls! I’ve resorted to exhiling them to their respective rooms. It works, for now anyway.

  3. Joy said,

    April 18, 2006 at 6:25 pm

    Oh I can soo relate! My son’s on spring break for two weeks… imagine me yelling all the time. I just spanked him twice at the butt today. I felt bad about it. I haven’t done that before until just now. Patience, patience… sometimes I win some, sometimes I lose some… Arrrgh!

  4. April 19, 2006 at 1:58 am

    I love Shel Silverstein, my keep out house is my bathroom…and thats not even safe!

  5. Dapoppins said,

    April 19, 2006 at 5:18 pm

    A quiet house, a clean house,
    with no toys on the floor, or legos in my bed.
    a sweet smelling, soft touching,
    only-mine unless I need you sort of house,
    Where I laze about with coffe and
    fine chocolate, a Mommy well and truely fed….

    And then suddenly and much to my dismay I would miss them all and invite them into my house…!

  6. April 19, 2006 at 8:06 pm

    oh, a keep out house sounds devine. it would be filled with things I normally do without: Hour long bubble baths, purple grape juice, bon bons left out on the counter, a white couch, and lots of glass sculpture and china. ~sigh~


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