It’s Right To Exist

Somebody built this.

Years ago.

For a purpose.

That purpose is no longer being served.

But there it stands.

Steadfast in it’s right to exist.

And finding an entirely new reason to be here.

It’s new purpose

Stopped me in my tracks

Pulling my eyes

My curiosity

My appreciation.

Looking all the more exquisite

With it’s rough edges

And worn appearance.

Such character.