The old barn that hesitantly stood beside our long country lane has fallen down. The wind, rain, and sun of many years have pushed it over. It looks like it is bowing to the earth with its one side up and one side down.
I will take its old wood siding. I will paint on its weathered boards . I will give it a chance to live again by writing words of hope and love on its splintered sides. I will have my own barn raising.
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