Shadows Of The Past Poem by Marilyn Lott

The country is the place for me
It reflects my past so well
Hay fields and herds of cattle
Where I’ve always loved to dwell

County style of homes I love
Barns to hold new-born calves
The musky smell of hay so sweet
The best smell I could have

Hooting owls flying in the night
Nothing like that sound
Always adds to the country scene
Watching for critters on the ground

But time does take its toll, my friend
For we know nothing ever lasts
But for me they will always be
Comforting shadows of the past!