I live in a crayonned house br that opens onto br br a multicoloured view br br of whatever br has taken her fancy. br br A little purple tree br with a large orange apple br br wave after wave of br the bluest grass. br br My little girl larger than me br holding my tiny hand br br both of us taller br than house or tree. br br A rainbow of smoke br undulating from a fat chimney. br br A dog barks across a white sky br br ('I got tired & couldn't be bothered br to colour it in! ' she explains) br br Big blue birds flying around br our feet. br br This crayonned house br lives on a wall br br of a bedroom br you haven't lived in br br since you were small br br & drew us here br with stuck out tongue & intensity of hand. br br Now drawn br by Time br br we return br br (good old Dad br & dutifully grown daughter) br br step into br our crayonned world br br as if it were br yes(only yesterday) br br living it br all over br br again.