©Seth F. Weaver, Sr. 06/17/12. The old home place had lost its last former owner. She had passed quietly like the seasons change softly into the night. Her four children had always remembered her dressed in all her finery and her gorgeous stunning hats, that reminded them of her sophisticated upbringing. She had fallen in love with a young farmer and nothing else in the world mattered beyond that. She left all she had to make a life with him and raise a family. For special occasions she would dress up again and her family and friends would stand in awe of her beauty and style. Now she was gone and not a photo remains of her once shining and stunning look. The children looked through all the dusty and forgotten boxes but still couldn’t find anything. The weather slowly begin to turn bad as the time slipped into night. It thundered and rained as if the clouds were mourning their loss. They gave up their search. One of the boys on his way by the old barn noticed a faint image on the old barn. The more he looked the more he saw. They all saw it and it would be there till the old barn fell in, a mysterious miracle, a picture of their mama. A Compullage™ creation.
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