Old Barn On Treaty Road Oakhill Kansas Acrylic Print

Old barns like this don’t fall down in a day

Neglect, storms and the dreaded beetle

Eat away at the rafters

Piecemeal.

But rafters can be repaired

Their ends scarfed

As they live to fight another day.

Seasons-old timber can be replaced

Hewn from heavy lumber

Its willing labourers weary

So swiftly drafted in

That long collaborative summer

Even that fire with the scorching, burning straw

Singed this wall but could not defeat.

Its occupants safely evacuated

What a flutter from the hens that night

The crooked gambrel roof

The painted red-and-white trim

The hayloft bursting with wholesome grain

Signs that should say home

And all are safe within

And in this corner,

A faded blue overall

Muddy, streaked and torn

Forgotten until now

And yet forever precious
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