Ancient window, weathered and old
Speaking of mystery and stories untold
I wish you could speak of the days of yore
And tell us what happened here before
Who called it home? Were they happy here?
Did they live in peace, and free from fear?
What activities filled their days?
Did they labor long, or have lazy ways?
You hold their secrets, I think with a sigh,
But their spirits nod as I pass by.
Magical window and beautiful vintage art piece, June.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about my confusion with the names, BEV. Have a great week!
ReplyDeleteThe perfect combination of picture and verse. This is superb, Bev. You have captured a sense of mystery so well and your poem captures how we all think about the past - but don't have your ability to put those thoughts on paper.
ReplyDeletegreat choice of verse for the challenge...and your visual piece matches the mood so perfectly, love it :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and prose Bev. You express yourself so well and I can tell we are kindred spirits in some of our feeling...great work.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, my friend.
ReplyDeleteI love when you give us your lovely verses. The image you created to accompany them is also perfect.
ReplyDeleteand another Talent sparkles here... your verses fit so well!
ReplyDeleteand don´t we all love These old Windows - beautiful picture!
Love your art and your words with your entry themes. Love your created theme.
ReplyDeleteHope you can connect to my site now Bev.
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So beautiful! The poem is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic window Bev, love it and the text - bravo.
ReplyDeleteAnni
Bev, your poem adds such depth to this. Absolutely amazing. You are a star.
ReplyDeleteLove your window and the poem just adds too it - brilliant work
ReplyDeleteHilda x