The beauty of a barn,
With high graceful eaves,
Can enhance any setting,
With the enchantment it weaves.
Whether built of wood,
Or built of stone,
The barn is a monarch,
Even standing alone.
When it gets old
And no longer in use
It stands there stately,
While suffering abuse.
To think of a future,
With no barns to be found,
The loss to mankind
Would clearly be profound.
7 comments:
What a stunning shot!
Great pic ~ once a country girl; always a country girl. I love barns!
p.s. sorry for the deleted comments but my server was giving me fits.
Gorgeous capture! Beautiful skies, wonderful barn and the perfect words! Brings lovely memories for me as well! Have a great weekend!
Sylvia
Wonderful words and photo! A barn is indeed a thing of beauty.
perfect one for skywatch... Have a great weekend! Hoping you can visit my skywatch entry.
Beautiful reflections!
Beautifully commposed post and photo, barns are such an important part of the country life
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