Old Place

Old Place Who lived here long ago did well by this place. See how tall and thick the lilacs grow, and other bushes - like a wall. Someone who must be quite old now showed those vines how to climb, directed tree on tree into a row. See how strong the barns set down foundations, like stout roots. Even song is stable, as though birds have known about this place for decades and have scattered cheer upon a house that - in its day - fostered many children who liked to hear such constant music, before they went away.