Ode to a forgotten Volkswagen Van in a field (P)

Lonely old van,
Left to be consumed by the earth.
Off the road and in the field
Your last journey uncompleted.

Rusty old van
It's skin burnt and flaking
Like auburn leaves in winter.
A dying metal tree.

Blind old van
Its stolen eyes
Leave only empty voids
Staring at the horizon.

Lonely old van
With only the sun and moon for company
And a cricket chorus
To sing the days away.