Fences reach high,
uneven, broken in many spots,
lost in landscape dividing
all the neighborhood lots. 
Animals crawl between,
little children used to follow,
vines quickly grow trying
to fill empty hollows. 
Broken boards
and rotted posts fall
to ground in time. 
Where once were trails,
now are ghosts
lost in storybook rhyme.

Note: VicTor is a member of the Albany NY Community Outreach program within the Zaloga Post, American Legion.