This farm is just across the road and field from my office window, I stare at it everyday, I can't help but wonder, "who lived there, what were they like, why does it sit empty now, What happened"?
Looking down the drive way. "Were there children here? I can imagine them riding their bikes up and down the driveway." "Do I go up there"?
As I approach the building site I see her, standing there so cold and pale, abandoned by her family, left to stand on her own. "Where did they go, Why did they leave"?
She looks so tired, but yet has an unusual glow.
As I get closer I notice two other hallow shells left to their demise by the family.
She's fared well here on her own still towering on a small hill amongst the abandoned
She looks so ghostly as I approach I start to get the chills wondering what she was like in her glory.
So cold but yet inviting!
Her brother still stands with her
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