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A shovel turns the ground
as mum flicks a page, it’s dad
preparing for the season ahead.

Inside my sister plays with Emma-
her pink teddy bear- under the watchful
gaze of my brother and the T.V.

Meanwhile my other brother reads
in his room as out front I throw up
a ball and hit it to myself.

Ah, it’s good to be back home.