Ramshackle barn
What stories do you know
Born of sturdy hands
One hundred years ago?
Did you come into this world
By a raising dance and feast?
Were they full of pride
Did they toast you at the least?
As a child upon this hill
Did you watch the biplanes soar?
Did you hear the model T
Come chugging by your door?
And in your adolescence
Were there lovers in your loft
Rolling in the hay
And cooing low and soft?
And in your middle age
Did your farmboys leave their chores?
Did they stop to say goodbye
When they left to fight the wars?
And when they came to rest
At the bottom of the hill
Did that start you leaning left
And feeling older still?
Now that you are feeble
And splitting at the seams
Was the journey worth it
Did it satisfy your dreams?
Terry,
How apt for the backroads of Kentucky. Have been there. I could see your images so vividly, You brought me back. Thanks. Linda