The Deserted Homestead

 

"How well do I recall that happy day

When turning from the noisy world away,

By quiet lanes that never failed to charm,

I sought my home, the old deserted farm.

It was a winsome day in early fall,

A time when nature broodeth over all

Her broad domain of fruitful fields and woods,

And wooes the wand'rer in her gayest moods..."

~ Clarence Hawkes, 1895