abandoned

Yesterday we wandered up lanes of yesteryear.

We wanted to see some of the homes that stand forgotten, empty and neglected.

Weeds grew high and the odd splash of color suggested a garden carefully planted long before.

These were the homes of families, built a century and a half ago.

Who lived there? With what pride were these houses carefully constructed?

Barns stand hollow and empty precipitating decay.

Forgotten gardens which once someone tended with pride.

A few tulips still hopefully reappearing each spring.

Windows boarded up, doors nailed shut and slowly the house crumbles.