the old metal door
and last year’s oak leaf
returning to the elements
We Don’t Let The Weather Slow Us Down
generations
of tractor seats
adorn the family barn
Sweet Farm Life
winter rose
rusted red roofs
early rural valentine
Of Rust and Roses
the old boxcar
and winter rose in spring
companions in endings
Deep Rest
fatigued
the old ladder
bows to the ground
Trust
tricycles wait out winter
rusting and trusting
they will ride another day
Retired Workers
Rust may diminish their substance
but their labor has shaped
the land on which they rest.