The Old Homeplace

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[from Ashes on the Snow, L. Milton Hankins, CreateSpace, 2010]

I sift this charred and barren earth for one small piece of yesterday Though all has melted like winter ice before a fierce and ruthless fire. The mansion house, its lattice green and columns white, shutters and vanes are gone. The sounds of moving, living sharing and giving are silent. And no more the folks who walked these paths and made this hallowed ground. Revised January 9, 2021 For Good Old Days Contest

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 10/27/2020 11:11:00 AM

Hello Lmilton Hankins, it is sad when a home burns to the ground. I hope you found a place to live. enjoy your day my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 10/29/2020 10:46:00 AM

Hello Limilton Hanins, oh it was your grandmother's home. I hope she has fond a place to live. Yes that would be a difficult time. Are you still in the military? If not waht are you doing now? Enjoy your day my friend.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/27/2020 12:15:00 PM

Darlene, I was in the military at the time, and my widowed grandmother was living there alone. it was a sad, difficult time. I worked on the poem for a long time trying to get it just right.

L Milton Hankins

Date: 10/27/2020 8:48:00 AM

This poem was inspired by the loss of my maternal grandparent's beautiful house in West Virginia.