Barns Reflect History Poem by Marilyn Lott

As I travel across this great country
Off the Interstate as much as I can
I come across old homesteads
On worn and used farmland

Sometimes there is just a shadow
Of what there used to be
And other times folks live there
It’s so fascinating to me

The farm equipment that was used
So very long ago
Sitting out in the brush or prairies
As their usefulness ceases to flow

The barns are dark from years of wear
But still have delicious mystery
Oh yes, how I love to observe them
Because barns truly reflect history!