Remnants of the Past
Along the eroding banks of the Minnesota River
Lies a tranquil scene that will make you shiver
Where nature and man join together as one
Entwined around debris that time has spun.
Acre upon acre farther than the eye can see
Hidden underground rusted metals flee
Bogged down by mud time stands still
Where trees and brush continue to spill.
A historical town with stories to tell
Of steamboats landing under yesterday’s spell
Where mills and founderies drowned in the past
Mastered by floods the river cast.
In the quiet river valley where eagles soar
The support of volunteers continue to pour
With trucks and skid loaders they renovate the land
Removing the debris once left by man.
The hum of equipment echoes throughout
Giving nature a chance to sprout
Where metal and tires layer each other
Showcasing debris nature and time will smother.
Piece by piece the past is removed
But the power of the river still carves its groove
Where the trains lone whistle echoes each day
And natures growth still guides the way.
Today the river continues to fight back
Claiming its territory with a sedimentary attack
Wave after wave it buries the past
Leaving behind a mark that will last.
Along the eroding banks of the Minnesota River
Lie remnants of the past that will make you shiver
Where nature and man grow together as one
And tales of progress are diligently spun.
Copyright © Deborah Herber | Year Posted 2009
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