Landaff. A Poem by my daughter, Madeleine.

Two faint ruts
Brown dirt in a gray forest;
Grass has grown
And trees crowd in
But still the road remains.

 

Forgotten stone walls
Still guarding, too old to realize
The pastures they marked
Are gone.

 

The crack and crash of our footsteps

In the long-lost orchard
Echo among cellars and wells,
Rusted metal and broken foundations.

 

People lived here;
They carved out their place
With a view of the mountains
But soil too rocky to till.

 

They left long ago
From the land they borrowed;
The forest that gave them a home
Has finally taken it back.

 

Madeleine Stewart

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