Windows open
they close
they break.
Shattered shards
of the life once lived
echo through the thicket.
Virgin sprouts
in rememberance
of a flourishing folk.
- my memento -
Author notes
I took this photo when I stumbled on an old farm house and barn in Maryland.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Excellent photo
and write Cheryl.
Jim

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Loved the poem, its layout and the picture you have here. A beautiful page of words and sights


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What a wonderful momento... to your memory and that of the barn...
K





