The Big Red Barn

by Lauren   Apr 23, 2008


Walking into
the big red barn

The morning light
awakens all

The smell of hay
light in the air

The sun gleaming
between the boards

Worn wheel barrow
waiting for work

Lambs leap and run
then cry for mom

Chickens scavenge
for morning fare

Walking into
the big red barn

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