A Wall In the Woods

No stony wall stands there today, in farmer’s meadow near fairway, rivulet of memories flow, limestones in rain do wash away! The trees look up at clear blue sky, in secret at me, perhaps pry, gentle breeze runs past soggy grass, deep beneath our past footprints lie! Waist high remains of limestone wall, hand built to stop boundary brawl, owners since melted into time, meagre stones remain, if at all! In distance afar life does flow, see a church, houses in a row, school of our days looks much the same, within new voices, now echo! Slow in silence I walk away, up the beaten path, make my way, the wall behind, in my mind looms, holds my heart, begging me to stay! The Wall in the Woods contest Ranked 13th!! sponsor Craig Cornish written 02/October/2020