Rural Romance

By Jeffry L’H. Tank

Silent friends together,
       looking so forlorn.
Hiding in the grasses,
       their builders now un-born.

Two silent friends together,
       sharing memories.
In quiet contemplation,
       amongst the swaying trees.

Never to be rescued,
       nor used by man again;
They serve a difference purpose now,
       for Sparrows, Mice and Wren.

I stopped to ponder how it was
       that thus they came to be.
Abandoned and forgotten
       in a green and grassy sea.

I stood there long and strained to hear
       Their tales of years now gone
But all I heard was wind and sun;
       So I once more traveled on.

© Jeffry L’H. Tank

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