What eyes that in these windows gazed
On these productive fields since razed
And now awaken from their dreams
Of all the longforgotten scenes
To find the vast expanse of grass
Is now just bitumen and tars.
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An Old Building In Suburbia
Posted on July 15, 2009 by archiearchive FCD
« Form Sonnet XVII »
Everyone is really down at the moment. Another friend posted the picture of an old red, Roadmaster double-decker omnibus which is now a derelict ruin. And now a derelict building … how sad.