The Last Vestiges Of Rural America (Poem)

Subtle beauty are the views across rural America, Like a canvas of dynamic paint, always changing. Rustic elegance of a time long gone, Slipping away through our fingers, like sand. Restless barnyards full of sounds, Baby lambs, little kids and chirping chicks. Now turning into whispers, like echoes of the past. Oh, are the memories … Continue reading The Last Vestiges Of Rural America (Poem)