Red Barn Reminders
It rests in peace on the old farmer’s land
A sizeable wood frame with a silo
The late farmer and his hard-working wife
Lay ‘neath tattered crosses near the barn door
Members of the Greatest Generation
Rarely visited by their grandchildren
But, oh, that barn held animals and hay
A buggy that was mounted to a horse
Taking their clan to the Lord’s house Sundays
Still sits within the red barn’s pine board walls
Reminders of a time not so long past
When the work ethic was exemplified
Viewers see it now, wonder who lived there
Farms with old red barns succumb to decay
*For Rick’s “Red Barn” Contest
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