Hope Barn

Posted on October 17, 2011 by Andrew Kreider

(a rhyme royal)
A hundred Chinese lanterns cross the sky
with whimsy as the sun melts in the west.
Here in the field, our hostess wipes an eye
then throws her arms around each welcome guest
to whisper secrets she has cherished lest
they disappear like mist.  She is alive
tonight, amazed to see such crowds arrive.
(for the beautiful Hope Barn, who holds her history with grace and dignity)

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About Andrew Kreider

I'm a poet and musician,transplanted from London, England to beautiful northern Indiana. By day I am a stay-at-home dad with our three kids while my amazingly talented spouse conquers medical school one long shift at a time. At night, I'm a performer and trouble-maker. I love my life.

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  1. Unknown's avatar Buddah Moskowitz | October 19, 2011 at 7:52 pm

    I liked this very much – Mosk

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  2. Unknown's avatar Lucie Martin | January 5, 2012 at 9:13 pm

    Wonderful- she is a glorious hostess.

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  3. Unknown's avatar Andrew Kreider | January 6, 2012 at 12:57 am

    Thanks, Lucie and Mosk! Lucie, you know this lady well…

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