To the many gifted photographers who pictures I admire and will periodically use, I thank you for you fabulous gift. It allows us in this blogging world to use them for the expansion of our imagination by taking them yet to another medium. Today’s picture came from Jansenphoto of Dutch Goes the Photo on Living in a Square World . Coming from grandparents that had farms, the pictures really struck me one in particular. Go check out his work and enjoy my take on his picture.
RUSTY OLD MILK CAN
It’s just an old milk can, some people would say,
But what if it could talk and tell of its day.
It would tell of its stories when the farm ran strong,
Amazing in it wonders for days were so long.
It sits in the yard now, its value no longer needed
As time and life march by, it’s worth totally unheeded.
Is this all there is to be, it wonders in dismay
As metal begins to flake and the rust eats away.
In same manner of this can, is this how we treat man?
As he begins to decline and struggles to stand.
How sad are we, who deftly refuse to see
The profound value of life, regardless of it’s age to be
To understand its wisdom and love still to give
So that the young may learn, for a better life to live.
As we all go through this life, remember it is all a cycle. So remember to be kind through your cycle so that hopefully the cycle will in turn be kind to you.
4 thoughts on “Value of Old”
Excellent poem, full of so many words of wisdom. I have an old milk can that I fell in love with, buffed it, then painted it a bright red.
They are neat aren’t they.
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Good morning, Anita. 😊 I always enjoy your words that accompany a photo.
Lovely poem inspired by the photo 🙂