What can YOU say in six sentences?
The tires kick up a trailing cloud of road dust as the car whizzes by the old bent and randomly tilted white posted wooden road signs.
The old wooden barn's huge sagging billboard side announces the message master with faded and crackled five foot white lettering, 'Burma Shave'.
Young spring colts gaily dance with their mothers around the barns sagging perimeter, born never to pull the old partnered wagon that blends its weathered graying hue into the larger mate and the old barn creaks a sigh of nostalgia against the prevailing wind knowing his new frolicking tenants will keep him useful in his waning years.
Both wooden backbones sag reluctantly but remain unyielding and unbroken, begging for another chance at life but just as dirt roads do not connect to the internet; their burnished nostalgia only speaks to some useful yesterday.
Time and technology have rendered the sagging boards foamy messenger useless but yet creative words and writing still sing eternal along one of life's' oft forgotten roads.