Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Passing Time

The farming community came

Together a century past.

A new barn raising was the aim,

A well built structure that would last,

As life on the farm came and went,

As animals and plants would stay,

Sheltered within and quite content

In this haven each night and day.

The barn did serve its purpose well.

But came the time, no longer were

Any within its walls to dwell.

Time empty took a toll for sure.

Coming soon the old barn will be

Just a pile of wooden debris.