The Old Fractured Fence

You’ve stood there on the in-between

In every kind of seasonal scene

The snow steeped along your wooden boughs

The showers glistened, beloved by flowers.

📷 my pic 2009

Your slats of wood bent outward in time

And even broke some places in line

The moss spread through their colours of green

You once were pretty to be seen.

📷 my pic Merci 2022

Now the middle of the yards are bare

As they took down your sentry from where

You once stood there on the in-between

To keep the neighbors from making a scene.

Theresa M

📷 my pic kittens 2009

The old neighboring fence is gone now.  But there will soon be a replacement.  It was there for years and oversaw a lot of stuff: birds, snow, flowers, trees, cats and kittens.  The middle picture above is Merci when he was a visiting cat, a few months before I adopted him.  The bottom pic is two neighbor kittens who used to play with their other siblings in my yard.  Must have been a cat paradise in its day. Love and light-Theresa M