This poem with my 3 photos was published in the October 2019 issue of "Your Country Neighbor." A weekend anniversary trip inspired this poem. The time away was lovely, and museums entertained, but the historic mansions captured my imagination.
Small Town Mansions
by Janet Sobczyk, 2019
I’m not a good traveler
bulging bags are a drag
long drives don’t appeal
crammed itineraries exhaust.
I prefer quick, nearby trips
a small town stay
two hours away…
Quaint museums, small cafes,
renovated B&Bs with shady porches,
photo opps, historic stops
and quiet time to read are what I need.
A stroll down this town’s Mansion Mile
reveals treasures bold
where stories and glories unfold
and time travel seems possible.
Imagine living here in the 1800s
as rich folk with servants and gardeners
long dresses, hats, starched shirts, spats
horses and carriages on cobblestone streets.
Imagine living here now
as middle class folk with money woes
trying to maintain a money pit
in a town with a hard-hit economy.
The glorious chateau
sits next to a burned-out bungalow
that may get revived
or remain a dive.
Time ravages all
some mansions crumble and fall
others get rebuilt next to weeds and silt
a mismatched neighborhood.