Forgotten Poem by Marilyn Lott

It stood amongst the gauntly trees
Behind the railroad track
Forgotten from all human and beast
There was no turning back.

Windows were gone, doors gone too
So sad it made me cry
I stood and viewed with aching heart
I hated to say goodbye.

When you travel ‘cross the country
Get off that beaten path awhile
Go down that lonely dirt road
Where people seem to be on trial.

But then each home has a story
As well as you and me
We must not blame, but all the same
It is so sad, my friend, to see.