The family has gone
Leaving the Hoover behind
Who vacuums the floors?
The children of stone
Do not disturb their elders
Darkened grass in spring
They slept in this place 
And many children played games
Where does the ghost stay?
Tractor rests at last
Its final harvest is in
Rust is the winner.
Waterfall water
Does it sing its songs up top
Or from the bottom?
Bunker on the beach
Grafitti overpainted
An Art Gallery.
Listening to space
We hear music of the spheres
Sounds like rock and roll.
Snow on old station
Seventy six without trombones
The pump remains still.
A collection of relics and rust that inspired 17 syllable descriptions somewhat resembling haiku. Thank you for visiting.

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