Remained

Left to the mercy,
Of
Mother Nature.
To water wind
and heat.
Once strong and sturdy.
Built to last generations,
as dreamt by its maker
made with care and love
like a parent to their child.
But now it grows old, Left
Its body slowly withers and rot away
holes and breakage appear all over.
Its pipes and wooden skeleton
weaken from rusts and moss.
Its former beauty slowly loss to the passage of time.
Yet,
A strange beauty emerges
From its skeletal and broken formed.
The touched of human life
may
have left,
but it remains.
To help mother natures young seeds
to grow.
It may
have been once one of many
but now with its purpose gone.

Remained

A new one have emerge,
To shelter and to protect
the younglings,
until it slowly to,
fades back into the Earth