old times

old times

A foregone era, live and work hard, but a life much simpler.

Family shelter built with their own hands.

Solid, sturdy, no need for red tape plans.

Rusting dreams, left under the old tree.

Once the pride of its time, now left just to be.

Feeding off the fruits of their labour.

Good year, lean year, belly fullness depending on the weather.

Old photos tell of the hardness in their eyes.

Strength we need now, draw from those old times.

© Deon Heemskerk 5-4-2012

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