White wash will cover
mute it away
hide the reminder
agedness and decay
*
an old wizened face
all knowing eyes
there is life and history
no paint can disguise
**
more things than saw
behind the facade
a life, a story
so much had gone on
*
if you try to separate
life from this place
you will miss what has happened
it will be a disgrace
*
for when it was young
a beauty you’d see
a family, animals
life-giving trees
*
Now listen and learn
from vine-covered wood
a tale, antiquity
where history stoically stood
Check out the group of Micro-Fiction writers at Friday Fictioners and the wonderful weekly picture prompts like this fantastic barn shot!
