Around this house I call mine
a wire fence stretches
Marking the boundary line
On its old porch I sit ‘n travel
the mind-book of memories unraveled
I sit and watch as seasons pass
Wishing each would ever last
Longing for the days of ol’
Yearning for simpler times told

Where friends and families
gathered in love and caring
burdens and joys they were sharing
now life is short, my time near done
Old familiar stories my thoughts do run
Memories etched in mind-book of time
Black and White, color fading to Sepia.

Copyright Len Williams Carver 2011-2013