How long have you stood

By the way your old beams rest

Clear as is day you’re in distress

How such I cast a disappointing eye

If only I've ever seen you as you now lie

Nor can I recall all your glory days

How rude am I to cast such glances

When long ago you hosted many dances

Whose memories still boast of romances

Still the raddled cats hunt mice in your lofts

The bunnies borough deeply under your sills

The sparrows nesting in your gabled eaves

Everywhere I look I see how life abounds

As the old barn falls into the ground