Neglected Places

When a place is left discarded,
Forlorn and long forgotten,
Time and neglect disguise it well.

It takes eyes that can see beyond
To trace the veiled shape
Of an old but unique form.

Abandoned places wait silently.
They know at their very core,
Quiet patience and sorrow.

They wait for someone – anyone
To just stop and stare.
Knowing that there is a chance
Their fascinating hidden beauty,
Locked deep, deep inside,
Has a startling reality
When it stands in plain sight.