Graphic © IGK (DW) 2003

The sun shines on this forgotten place
an Autumn scene thats gone to waste
no one to care no one to love
deserted as the sky above!

the gate post shows reflected light
rusted iron still watertight
laughter no longer fills the air
rooms are empty walls are bare

the roofs steep pitch tells of winter snow
through weather boards the light doth show
a garden seat facing the west
where weary bones would sit and rest

rough sawnen timber make up the fence
does a deserted home make any sense?
what stories , tales of yesteryear
of brothers sisters and friends so dear

what will happen to this old place
what future now has it got to face
is it to late, to make amends
where are the brothers and there friends

will it waste away a backwater place
where its lives and loves are not the taste
where time stood still and children played
is there no one here ,wished they had stayed!

© Baldric

 

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