The Falling Of Time..

At the top of a hill
close to the county line
I found her falling…
A house
that once held
laughter and tears…
so silently she seemed
to be dying..
surround by fencelines
and weeds…
the old barn
stronger than her
faithfully stood
at her side…
His memories too
have been many…..
the rust on the silos
spoke of  time
standing still
against blue skies………..
and the reaping of
seeds once sowed
on fertile land.


~ by romancingtheseason on February 25, 2010.

One Response to “The Falling Of Time..”

  1. Nice. This reminds me of driving through the heartland with my grandmother and looking at all of the old farmhouses and knowing that each one of them has a tale.

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