The Old Sawmill


| May/June 1969



Route 1, New Haven, Indiana 46774

Across the river, and up the hill

Beside the road stands the old sawmill. With shattered windows and broken back;

Just a little old mill with a rusty stack.

The Sun shines thru the hinge less door,

On rotted husk and sagging floor. But the wheels stand still, and the belts hang slack