Neglect

The great castle on Forest Hill

Long deserted, the dining hall left in a hurry

The plates mouldy with the remains of a feast

The church in the private grounds

Broken by long years of neglect

Stained glass windows smashed by time

Lay like tiny shards of coloured lights

Stolen from a kaleidoscope

Would that I could put it all back together again

Make it whole, no more scraps of things

That once were made with love and care

Tourists come and go, visiting the great sites

Never knowing the people who lived there

When time was whole, loved…