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Windmill On the Hill
On the rise of a hill overlooking the bend, where the old gravel road seems to narrow and blend, stands the bony old legs made of timber and nail With regal restraint, neither praise or complaint, it's remained in it's place like a candle on cake It begs no attention, but for birds and the rain.. When a farm bit the dust, the windmill was left. It is squeaking a bit, from some rust, and neglect as is clings to a time that no longer exists. Memories spin with each shift in the wind. The years have abused you... No longer called useful? I beg to reply...I think you are beautiful Strong beams held you strong Your day's work was done When the wind caught your breath and death came with the drought. And Doubt found a home... Now the birds sing their poems on the wings of your brow. Pride came from the hands that came to erect Hammered a nail with a faith's dedication Placing each board, with fresh hope and conviction A wheel, standing regal, a workhorse with fervor bringing new life, from the depths of a river The years have abused you... No longer called useful? I beg to reply...I think you are graceful Once so essential I'd call you beautiful -------------------------------------------------- 4/30/15
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