When I pass by an old barn I can't help but think about all the life it use to hold,
all the heart that was poured into keeping it up and running. But time has a way
of wearing everything down, if you don't pay attention to it.
everything has its time
When I pass by an old barn I can't help but think about all the life it use to hold,
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I can't get over the clarity and color on this one!!
Good work woman!
i love the tone you chose...makes me want to be a kid again so i can go climb and play on it! blessings...
So sad but true. Nothing lasts on this earth forever.
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