Old Lane Sign

Did I spell that wrong? Oh Well..... Happy New Year

 

T’was but a short and winding lane

That led down a shady way

Often used when folks came a-callin

In those old begotten days,

 

T’was barely wide enough for

One horse and buggy then

Cleared by hand and sweat of brow

To the shanty on the glen,

 

T’was cherished by the young and old

For wandering hand in hand

Love was found on springtime strolls

And families tended the land,

 

T’was a saddened day forgotten

The last of the clan had passed

When no one came down the shady lane

As the shadows forever cast,

 

T’was but a short and winding trace

That now is hard to find

For all that’s left of the memories made

Is the weathered  “Old Lane Sign”

Author's Note

May the memories you make last forever

Happy New Year

Reviews

[Diana]

No, I think you spelled "Old Lane Sign" just fine. I like the repetition of Twas throughout...one of my favorite features. I like the allusions to horses and buggies, clans, and families strolling down "Old Lane." It makes me wonder what we have left behind in the name of "progress," what lies among the dirt and dust on "Old Lane?" Will we ever know?

Nicely penned. A simple concept, but not done in a trivial manner...

[Trace]

" Should old acquaintance be forgot" was the inspiration for this poem.
I am so thrilled that you enjoyed the story and how I wrote it.

I grew up on a country road and could ride my horse out the back gate all the way to the mountains
Now there are over 100.000 houses and an airport and hundred of businesses there.

So nice to see you. Happy new year my dear friend.

Trace

[Diana]

Ugh. That must have been hard to watch spring up like that.

[Trace]

It took about 40 years to happen..... but I guess that is the price we pay for progress.

read moreIt took about 40 years to happen..... but I guess that is the price we pay for progress.

Yet at the same time..... I know of several ghost towns within 100 miles of my house.

[Rachelle]

Memories to reminisce with and new memories to make as lanes change and hovels grow into something better or decay and be lost in the past.

[Trace]

I am so glad you enjoyed my poem with the twist on the new years song.
Thank you my friend. read moreI am so glad you enjoyed my poem with the twist on the new years song.
Thank you my friend.

Trace

[MsJewel]

Some memories are so lovely we wish they would never fade.

Happy New Year Sweet Beast.

Hugs, Julie

[Trace]

I think we all need our own little old lane sign.

Hope your new year celebration was fun and exciting.

Thank you for reading and commenting on this piece.
It means the world to me.

HUGGS. Trace

[Matching Socks]

Old memories, the good ones, are fun to visit.
Lovely poem Trace.

[Trace]

Thank you so very much for your excellent comments and compliments.

Trace

[wordman]

and one day someone will re create that path and bring all the memories back

[Trace]

And the words of the Scots fine tune come to mind
Of Auld lang syne.
Thank you for reading and commenting on this poem about forgotten memories.

Trace