kym schoenberg
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Life Goes On
Once I was young, like you, and cherished. My beams, broad and strong, easily supported the countless bales of hay thrown high into my loft. Rows of stalls and piles of feed supplies for the horses were no problem. I felt privileged to attend daily concerts from the dozens of birds chirping gaily while enjoying a perch on my rafters. My wrought iron hooks were tight and secure and held the family's beloved saddles. My shelving was sturdy, designed to hold any and all miscellaneous items. Water troughs sat perfectly level on my wood hewn floors, and could be filled right to the tippy top. I was so glad my family could count on me to never spill a drop. The family cared for me wonderfully and I always tried my very hardest to please them.
By kym schoenberg5 years ago in Fiction
