FARMHOUSE WINDOWS

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This is something I wrote to a prompt a while ago - the prompt was "Farmhouse Windows"

FARMHOUSE WINDOWS

Now close all the windows and hush all the fields

The farmer has gone to his rest.

No more will he struggle against all odds,

No more will he be put to the test.

Now close all the windows and hush all the fields

No more ploughing and reaping.

No more long days of work in weather obscene

His memory we should be keeping.

Now close all the windows and hush all the fields

They were the heart of this man !

Each morning he’d wake and from this window

The fields of his farm he would scan.

Now close all the windows and hush all the fields

Let’s try to keep the pain outside.

Tears are flowing and we just ache

With a pain we cannot hide.

Now close all the windows and hush all the fields

To keep his memory within

A comfortable farmhouse which sheltered

So many of his kith and kin.

Now open all the windows and wake all the fields

We should be true to this man,

Let’s struggle and work on this old farm

Doing the best that we can.

©Linda J. Vaughan

14th. March 2005