Old Barn Poem by Marilyn Lott

A squeaky door and falling boards
So many years this barn was strong
But now its days are numbered
Doesn’t look like it will last too long

Looks so sad and weary now
Hasn’t held life for many years
But the history is just amazing
Births and deaths and yes, some tears

Built long ago with fresh young hands
But the builder now has past
Many treasured sweet memories
If only things could forever last

The smell so still and musty
Silent is the tone of today
Love was pressed into these walls
I would love for it to stay

I remember as a little kid
How I heard so many yarns
So many stories I would hear
About this old and treasured barn!