POETRY CORNER: A SONG OF LIFE

A timeless memory, the ancient barn abandoned stands,

The wood is faded, the paint no more, only a headless weather vane remains.

It is a testament to the years, of a day long gone.

Yet beneath hat antiquated veneer, there is a song.

A faint but captivating tune, it portrays a vivid scene;

Rolling green fields, rippling like the ocean under and ethereal breeze,

Majestic oaks shading a meandering gravel lane, from the sun's dazzling rays.

Happily trilling meadow larks, heralding another splendid summer day.

The music whispers of a day when the old barn resounded with life.

When a light gust of wind bore sounds of muffled snorts and carefree laughter.

When swishing tails flicked away irritating flies, if only for a while

And children chased farm dogs merrily down the aisle.

Now there is a silence, a hush has fallen, the song has commenced.

The aged barn, tired and worn, stands deserted once more.

Waiting, pausing to rest, or soon time will play on.

Though its day has passed, there are more to come, and those memories still have a song.

The above poem was run last week, with Martha Thompson listed as author. It was actually Kimberly Ann Dibble's poem. Due to this and one other misidentified work, the USA Signal now requires each poem or piece of writing submitted to contain the author/owner's full name.