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The Barn's Story

Worn wood is on the barn like wrinkles from a hard life Many long years have passed It served its purpose, now filled Things people didn't want to let go As I walk toward the entrance, I could feel memories burn Not mine, but others that are left behind It is like the flowering scent of Lilac It stays, it does not leave I thought I could hear chicken clucking, along this dirt path with weathered dips Rosy colors emerging in the sky, remind me why we hold onto things that are so precious No matter how old or worn, it doesn't matter The barn is full, there is no emptiness Then, sun gives reminders of color before dark It is quiet, but for some creaks Those are just the old barn speaking For there is always a story to be told Heidi Sands 3/1/24 (C)opyright

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Ink Empress

Date: 3/7/2024 3:07:00 AM

I agree with what you have conveyed here dead heidi, what a deep and moving write this is, so well crafted and flows just seamlessly too. I especially love the lines “ No matter how old or worn, it doesn't matter The barn is full, there is no emptiness” soulful! Pleasure reading your work. Sending you light always

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/7/2024 3:14:00 AM

Thank you for your kind comment :)

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 3/6/2024 5:31:00 PM

Oh, I do know what you portrayed in this beautiful poem Heidi, sometimes there seems to be a soft echo of the once busy life lived within the walls of the old buildings. I love old barns, built by many community members, and so crucial to the farm life. I hate to see old barns taken down, I know that of course time takes it's toll, and for the sake of safety, they reach the end of a long, long life. This is a beautifully nostalgic write. I love it <3

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/7/2024 3:13:00 AM

Thank you so much BJ. I am happy you love it :)

Karen Jones

Date: 3/6/2024 2:40:00 PM

This is pensive and how valuable it is to see the beauty and character in things. The barn has purpose and charm and despite being weathered is still useful and valued. Great job!

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/7/2024 3:12:00 AM

Thank you Karen :)

Joe Maverick

Date: 3/6/2024 2:07:00 PM

The companioship of memory, seen through Familiarity of surrounds Heidi, there often are times, I sense the records of lives lived in Or around buildings and well known areas.'

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/6/2024 2:24:00 PM

Yes, it can happen. Thank you for your visit and comment Joe. I hope you have a nice evening :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/6/2024 11:28:00 AM

Dear Heidi, Your poem is a lovely tribute to a weathered structure's enduring memories and significance. You beautifully convey the essence of the barn's history and the nostalgic emotions it evokes through your evocative imagery and emotive language. The worn wood becomes a metaphor for a life well-lived, filled with cherished memories and untold stories. Your words are filled with a sense of warmth and appreciation for the enduring value of the past. This is such a heartfelt reflection on the beauty of preservation and the richness of life's experiences. - Blessings, Daniel

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/6/2024 12:03:00 PM

Thank you so much Daniel. I appreciate your kind feedback. It is nice to see your comment. Blessings :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/6/2024 7:43:00 AM

- I can smell and feel the barn ... the animals and the dry grass from last year ... the cat comes sneaking ... lovely poem, Heidi :) - hugs ?

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/6/2024 7:46:00 AM

Thank you Anne-Lise. I can see it brought you there. Hugs! :)

Jcb Brul

Date: 3/5/2024 7:01:00 AM

Very nostalgic! This poem resonates with me dear Heidi. Thank you for sharing. This is a fave!

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/5/2024 7:17:00 AM

Thanks so much JCB . I am happy to hear that. I appreciate the Fave too. I hope you have a nice day :)

Silent One

Date: 3/3/2024 12:54:00 PM

Yes you are right...Wonderful story telling my friend

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/3/2024 12:56:00 PM

Thank you Silent One :)

Joseph May

Date: 3/3/2024 9:32:00 AM

The barn holds many memories and is never empty, Well penned Heidi

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/3/2024 9:34:00 AM

Thanks so much Joseph :)

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 3/2/2024 5:09:00 PM

I have an affinity for old house and barns--always wonder what memories lie within their walls and corridors. You've beautifully captured a concept that's near and dear to my heart--the memories and emotions that are stirred as one enters...do those things still dwell there? I agree...the barn is full, no emptiness there. Faving, hugs, Sara

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/3/2024 9:36:00 AM

I am happy that I wrote a poem that fits your interests. Thank you for taking the time to visit and comment on my barn story. I am grateful for the Fave too. You are special. I appreciate your support. Hugs :)

Vijay Pandit

Date: 3/2/2024 6:51:00 AM

You take the reader on a special journey--through treasured memories, my friend. I too heard the old barn speaking. --Rosy colors emerging in the sky, remind me why we hold onto things that are so precious No matter how old or worn, it doesn't matter The barn is full, there is no emptiness---awesome! A FAVE!

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/2/2024 10:28:00 AM

Thank you so much for appreciating my story in this poem. It is nice to hear your feedback I am so grateful for your support and the Fave too. ! :)

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/2/2024 1:22:00 AM

They certainly hold a treasure trove of memories Heidi, When I see an old dilapidated ruin I try and picture it in its heyday and try and picture who lived there. Enjoy your weekend. Tom

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/2/2024 5:28:00 AM

True. Thank you Tom. I hope you have a great day :)

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 3/1/2024 6:42:00 PM

Old places give me these feelings, too. A lot of old momentoes had stories from times past.

Heidi Sands
Date: 3/1/2024 6:53:00 PM

Yes they certainly do. Thank you.for your comment on this. I hope your evening is going well :)