all alone –
along the lakeside.
A backdrop of hills, an natural beauty
of strength and security with forbidding stone decor
to surpass your own crumbled history.
The overbearing trees the only allusion of a roof,
to a once loved home?
Once a site to behold, now the tourist flashes ignore you,
a captured smile, the free souvenir, obscuring your place amongst the hills.
The grassy hills and tranquil water- natures triumph
captured by the triumph of mankind, a newer triumph
now more treasured then you once were
and so sits your place in hisotry.