Wall (one of my first childhood poems)

What is behind that wall?

I've always wondered what

There could be anything

A very mysterious spot

It could be a fantasy land

It could be a dream come true

Someone's got to live there

Oh how I wonder who

There's nothing behind that wall

Just another wall

Now what's behind THAT wall?

There could be anything at all...

                                                                

© Rebecca Rennie 1978 

    Grandma's place in Whale Beach