The Memories Sometimes Bring Tears

The Memories Sometimes Bring Tears

I love looking at the old buildings
As we discover them each day
As we drive through the countryside
Photographing things along the way.
I find enjoyment in the pursuit
Of special things that I might see
And love to ponder in my mind
How things used to be.
But always in my heart
No matter how hard I try
Is a bit of sadness
That I can't deny.
It comes from the fact
That once not long ago
In these places lived families
Who for some reason had to go.
They had to leave these houses-
The homes both large and small
Leaving them to stand neglected
Eventually to crumble and fall.
I pray they went on to happy times
And homes much better by far
Than these lonely buildings
Which I photograph from my car.
Thena

A good reminder of how we should pray for those who may be suffering in this economy and losing the homes they worked so hard for. May the Lord heal this country and in the process bring all the hurting people to Him in their time of need.

I paid three dollars for a slice of pizza today that was just so-so.
My older model cell phone battery died and that cost forty dollars.
Things are tough but don't they make it tougher?
GREED!
God Bless.

It's just businesses trying to pay all the taxes, fees, penalties, etc. that the government imposes on them. Otherwise, we'd have more jobs out there.

Heard you I did !
Owned my own small trucking business, lost it when the economy collapsed. Learned a lot from the experience though and will try again...just biding my time now.

Well, that was great. Old buildings always intrigue me too. I have been on both ends of the spetrum from well off to destitute, from employed at a good job to on the street penniless, from owning my own business to not owning anything, but I will tell you I make it a point to learn from every experience and the most important thing I learned from living is that what you see or think, may not be the way it really is and my opinion is just that "mine". Soon as I get off my soap box, I think I will try to write something to post.

I have a couple of friends who are great photographers and I wrote some of the old house poems for photos in their books and was inspired by the photos.

Also we went back home to Ky a few years ago and was saddened to see some of the buildings loved so much in my childhood.