by Dave Keacher
Among my childhood memories,
One thing I can’t forget:
That’s the little house out back
I seem to see it yet.
Out there beyond the lilac bush
It stood so drab and bare.
We never called it “bathroom”
For no baths were taken there.
In the summer there were hornets
And in winter it was cold:
But it still seemed quite attractive
To the young and to the old.
It wasn’t much to look at,
As you might already know:
But it served a useful purpose
For the ones who had to go.
Though many years have come and gone
I gladly would go back,
And enjoy, once more the comfort
Of the little house out back.
Hello! I have been trying to hunt down this poem for years. Thank you for posting it. Do you know if anyone is still selling posters or wall hangings with this poem on it? A plaque with it hung on my in-laws cabin and we were just talking this Thanksgiving about how funny it was and how much we miss it. Thanks.
Very cute saw it hanging in a bathroom at a hotel and had to look it up
Funny you say that, i just found a wall hang in my aunts that has this poem on it. Funny conincodence haha.
Glad you liked it.