Old Barn

Days Gone

Took a picture of an old barn.
Could be falling down.
Boards are grey and dirty brown.
A short drive out of town.
I wonder when the barn was raised.
What was the year ?
Looks to be of ancient age
and far away from here.
But the barn is just down the road.
I can see it will not last
Stands up against a bright white sky
to guard the distant past.
Someone could give it life.
New lumber without rot.
Perhaps a nice warm coat of paint.
Deep green would hit the spot.

But no one will.
Such long neglect.
The grand old thing
deserves respect.
There it stands
to mark the place
where horses ran
to open space.

I took the picture.
I have it here.
A great old barn.
A bygone year.