Feeling Old Louisville (Haiku)

Buying an old house
Moving to an old city
It's a metaphor

Many relics left
To be discovered in time
Appreciated

New people don't know
But find out if they're open
To what's before them

Written history
Only tells a part of it
The kernel of it

Old parks and courses
Old mansions set back in time
Have a patina

One feels the spirits
Of those passed but not yet gone
Pressing their presence

In the old city
Sharp corners rounded by time
Grass grows in the cracks

In the old mansion
Old photos are left behind,
Bygone images

Much to realize
Cannot see it or hear it
But one can feel it