by
Jeanne Baldwin
I stand afar and see a charm of red and green
A charm of a barn in a calming scene …
Then I wander around Red Robin Hood’s barn.
But you are not here wherever I look,
Not in the stalls, not down by the brook.
You’re not here, not writing your book.
I stand at the red barn which sits on the green
Calling to you … please come to me.
But you are not here and how could you be?
You’re nowhere else in Eternity,
Only in my memory…
Unless you are now the Charm of the Barn
The Charm of the Red Barn which sits on the Green.