It stands forgotten
in a wooded land,
once thriving
with sounds of saw mills,
church bells,
and people going about their daily lives.
Gone
is the scent of fresh-cut timber.
The old school house
missing the laughter
of children at play
and the scrape of chalk on slates.
Abandoned
homes fell in
and roofs met floors in resignation.
Forsaken
gardens that once fed families
lie fallow,unseeded and untended.
Oddly,
the cemetery remains,
still cared for
generation after generation,
proof that life
once flourished here.
