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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511451" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Never Empty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511451" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Do you ever muse what houses do <br>while you're at work, the kids at school, <br>how the traffic roars as it rolls on by<br>and the telephone rings with no reply.<br>The refrigerator sings its refrigerator tune <br>and the gas man calls in the afternoon.<br>How rain pours through that hole in the roof<br>and the ants infest all the children's shoes.<br>Have you ever thought on that dear folk, <br>when you're out all day and the front door's locked.<br>When the spiders dance and crickets chirp<br>with their clod hopper feet on the skirting boards, <br>making merriment while you're away, <br>assuming the house is empty all day.<br>Have you ever looked under old floor boards<br>where the mice all run when the cat's at play<br>and the spiders return at the break of day.<br>Only the house knows what goes on, <br>only its walls see the spiders run<br>and the crickets dance and the mice at play, <br>only the house when you're all away<br>except for the clock on the kitchen wall<br>with its heart ever beating the time of day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a></strong></div>

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