I look at you and I can see the history and time you went through.
You stand strong and hope someone will walk through your doors.
But they all walk by or drive by not thinking twice about you.
Your just another building to them and what is the point in looking at everything you pass by.
It will take up too much time and well they got places to go and people to see.
Your beauty and history and knowledge of things that have happened are not
Written By: Deirdre Stokes