Poem by Diana Schulzkump

Below is a poem written by Diana Schulzkump. In a conversation her and I had about writing, she revealed she has enjoyed writing poetry over the years. She has never shared her passion until now. I asked for permission to publish her poems and she granted it to me. Below is the first poem she submitted for publication. I hope you enjoy her writing as much as I do.

HOMESTEAD

 The old homestead stands lost and forlorn.

The once beautiful house is tired and worn.

The magnificent big barn is empty and bare.

All the out buildings are falling in despair.

Once where families used to gather and play,

Now there’s just another vacant day.

The buildings soon to be bulldozed down,

Not a trace of the past to be found,

The pastures will remain in all their glory.

Only now wild flowers and native grasses tell the story.

The government bought this farm, you see.

It will never be the same to me.

When they added it to Boyer Chute and Desoto Bend,

I feel like the mainstay of our heritage came to an end.