Tired Barns And Filling Stations Poem by Marilyn Lott

If you live in a quaint country town
Or travel to other places
I’m sure you have seen at one time
Scraps and parts and traces

Of old barns and filling stations
For some reason they still stand
After many years have gone by they sit
On worn out nearly vacant land

It brings a tear to my eye ‘cause I know
They’re a shadow of what they’d been
Animals lived in these barns and worked
‘Long side generations of farming men

You can imagine what kind of automobile
Drove up these old filling stations
Something we only see in pictures
Certainly there were different creations

But even though it’s almost over
For these structures could fall any time
I have to smile sadly because
They managed to live way past their prime!