Saturday, November 7, 2015

Wagon Wheels


                    Hallowed scenes from yesterday
                    Keep passing through my mind
                   Of wagon wheels and their old-time way
                   And the tales they left behind

                   As silent today as they may be
                   I still hear the creaking sound
                   Echoes linger so pleasantly
                   On every road I travel down

                   Hauling supplies was a necessity
                   And hauling crops even more
                   The old wagons came in handy
                   For any and every chore

                   Patience became a virtue
                   It was the only way around
                   With every mile the journey grew
                   It became an all day trip to town

                  When church bells did ring
                  The old wagons continued to steer
                  Each family they would bring
                  As they traveled far and near

                  The old wagon wheels kept turning
                  For many a dusty mile
                  When progress started churning
                  They quietly went out of style

                  It was a very different time
                  When wagons were at their best
                  The were truly one of a kind
                  Now they deserve a rest

                 Those grand old wagon wheels
                 Surely holds the key
                 Down country roads and hills
                 Locked forever in our memory

                © Susie Swanson, 2015


  1. Susie, I loved your poem. I think those old wagon wheels were made to last...because some of them truly have lasted. Now people use the old things for decorating...which maybe the right thing to do, as they have put their years of hard work in. Blessings, xoxo,Susie

    1. Thank you Susie. those wagons do hold a lot of history and I love the wheels for decorations. Blessings to you.

  2. Nicely done, Susie. My father-in-law has an old wagon wheel in his front yard that he uses as a kind of decoration.

    1. Thank you Daisy. I bet that old wheel really looks good in his yard. I've seen quite a few put them in their yards also.

  3. Oh, those old wagon wheels were something else, Susie. What a delightful poem. They look like they were sturdy and could travel far. I always love hearing your sweet words, especially when you write about the past. I respect and admire the people who lived and worked and played back in the day. : )

    Have a nice week ahead, Susie.

    love, ~Sheri

    1. Thank you Sheri. They sure do hold a lot of memories and stories. Hope you have a nice week as well dear friend.

  4. We have a very large population of Amish here, so the wagon wheels are still turning!
    Just yesterday I wish I had my camera...there where two little Amish boys leading the work horses across the road to the fields...They walked behind the teams, waiting until it was safe to cross the busy road. I would have taken a picture, but not of the boys, since it is against their beliefs to have their faces photographed.
    Hope you have a wonderful week, my friend! God bless.

  5. Oooh, I like this one, too! Those were simpler times, for sure.

  6. Beautiful, as usual! Love reading your posts!