Rachel Blake

Nantucket House

In a house that we once rented,
and my uncle finally bought.
This is our island paradise
We cheer when a wave is caught.

The kitchen that had been too small
was cramped and made us mad.
Now the kitchen’s big and bright
more space than we ever had.

It’s down the road from Cousin’s Beach
my family’s private spot.
A sandbar and some real nice waves
cool breezes so we’re never hot.

Instead of just one shower
our beach house now has two.
we used to run to get there first
We’re glad that it’s all new.

The barn outside has not been changed
a room for all the kids.
Where I had been left home alone
and where my cousins hid.

The house is now my family’s own
the sunburns and the picnic lunch.
Can’t wait for it all summer long
Categories, Uno, and the snacks we munch.


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