where I grew up poem #3

 where I grew up poem #3

the house is gone the barn is gone
the metal corn bins are gone the
drying bins gone the corn storage
building gone the corn processing
building gone (the one with the
mural on it you could see from town)
even the old smokehouse is gone but
the asparagus still grows in abundance
wild roses bloom at the end of the lane

©2014 Jacqueline Jackson

This article appears in Jun 26 – Jul 2, 2014.