Memory Lane

MEMORY LANE

The old lane is nearly overgrown

The board fence leaning towards the ground

This is one place I am pleased to have known

It's been so long since I've been around

In the old carriage house still tucked away

Is the old buggy great grandma and grampa used to ride

I had heard it was special back in the day

It's where grampa proposed to his bride

Dust and cobwebs drape over the buggy's fringe top

It has been decades since this place has seen much light

I guess there's been some where the ceiling has dropped

The stars likely peek in during the night

And there is the mansion, once so stately

Quietly finding its final place to rest

It hasn't been entered much lately

Now inhabited by ghosts,  it was once picturesque

The old barn is still standing, but leaning a bit

Faded APACHE painted on an old stall

A rusted out tractor, alone still sits

Remembering the fields, she plowed them all

But in an overgrown patch of ground

Is what is left of what has my heart breaking

The remnants of the fire damaged caretaker's house can be found

It was once so quaint and breathtaking

I can still hear the laughter of the young family rising

Who started their married life in that cute little space

That the happiness lingers is not so surprising

It was so cozy to raise a family in that place

The deterioration is a sad thing to see

For one who held the place so dear

But somehow it finally comes to me

So many angels like to hang around here