Abandoned Beauty…


Standing  in the old church
where the preacher
stood on Sundays
Still haunts me..
I watched as leaves
danced across the floor
on the winter winds
and snow  lay frozen
below open windows
as if it gently fell
into it’s place…
the light  shinning
through the wallls
seemed to be
impatiently wanting
to touch the darkness..
create some shadows.
Her time is fading…
But i found Her Beauty
she could not hide it..

~ by connetta on March 3, 2009.

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