In the tiny, cobble-stoned street
without a sign
there was a house
and for four years, it was mine.
And though I?ll be sad to see it gone
Here are some things for which I won?t long:


Goodnight kitchen tiles, that never quite fit
and were meant for the wall ? not the floor ? but tough sh*#.
Good night shower curtain, which hangs by a thread
And the sweaters I was forced to keep under my bed.
Good night builders, who knew nothing of plumbing
and Good night, next-door neighbors who hated my son.
Good night, storage closet that eventually hits earth
and was home to the rats who made our house their berth.
Good night, Toilet Seat from which I would fall
And the miniature fridge that stands two feet tall.
Good night shower that always floods when it rains
And goodnight darling landlord, you were really a pain.
Goodnight stars, Goodnight air
Good night Mewses everywhere.
- 'Goodnight Mews' Margaret Wise Brown

Ah rain again today, what a surprise :) Short walk around the block (I'll soon be running out of things to photograph near work!) and went down this street that I'd spotted a while back. The railings really stood out for me.