Rust Ic
The once rich fields lay fallow now
Spared of the harrows blade
Abundant crops but memories
The grasses long since hayed
The old farm tractor, silent now
Still sadly stands in wait
Dressed in a red brown coat of rust
Unyielding to it's fate
12/26/2011
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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