You’ve seen many seasons- my friend
there are those who came to you for shelter
others came for food
All knew you were faithful
to stand firm, during a storm
***
you never complained
always held your peace
when families had their squabbles
you endured with quiet strength
***
children were birthed in your wings
old ones withered – died there too
many a story revolves around you
***
now when your life
is fading away
some sigh “all things must end”
you smile – a sad shade of gray
***
others mourn the memories you store
the beauty you possess
will always be remembered
never again will there be
another you!!!
Photo: L Moon (Creative Commons Lic)
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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing and publishing in multiple genres (including education) in E. African for E. Africa. As a writer, it is a thrill to write for children (on all continents) who want to learn.
I've been part of the blogging community for more than 13 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community.
I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers.
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smiles. no there will not…love old barns…they do ring with stories…and cozy hay lofts…
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Fiylaln! This is just what I was looking for.
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In one of my former lives, I lived in Nebraska where there were a number old barns….the wood from this old structures was worth it’s weight in gold…some folks would create folk art with them, other bars, others frames for old family members who worked, lived, and died in the shadows of the barn…that was of course my favorite use for the old wood…because it would always be with the family that built it….as always enjoyed your writing.
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this is so beautiful moon, whenever i see old buildings i too feel like this. they are silent witness of so much, is not it?
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Awesome post. I hate to see old barns fall apart 😦 The picture and poetry work very well.
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At one time they seemed they would stand forever
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Love this post! Nice pic, as well.
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Thanks girl you are quick!!!!
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I can’t hear anhntiyg over the sound of how awesome this article is.
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If you wrote an article about life we’d all reach enlightenment.
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