Rusty Poem by Christopher Tye

Rusty

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Rusty

Rust buckets returning to nature,
Undergrowth and hedgerows growing over,
Spared the scrapyard for now,
Time and weather taking their toll,
Yesterday's tractors slumbering away.

By Christopher Tye

Friday, October 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,progress,time
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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