I came across a 'lonely' road, an unsealed road I didn't know.
An abandoned house, nothing in sight, down this road I did go.

A broken windmill, an old cart and a mud brick shed.
A touch of adventure, excitement filled my head.

Around a corner was an old School...sad news!
Past an old orchard and a field of 'roos.

I slowed and stopped by an old brick Church,
Got out and walked in with my ungainly lurch.

And I thought to myself, A lonely road it might be,
But God and this Church is still here for me.

by Brian Counsell

Comments (1)

Beautiful imagery...I really enjoyed this poetic journey! ! Sincerely, Mary