FARM DAYS

 

The frying bacon and eggs catches your nose

As you stare at the ceiling and wiggle your toes

Time to raise up to the early morning’s charm

And see what’s cookin’ down on the farm

 

Grandma’s house is always a fun place to go

Flour to her elbows makin’ biscuits out of dough

There’s always pies, cakes, and cookies to delight

Makes your mouth water as you relish each bite

 

Rain on an old tin roof has such a special sound

Like tapping a drum as the drops come tumbling down

And the nights are really dark not a light is in sight

But the stars that light the sky are such a true delight

 

There’s cows in the meadow; the barn is full of hay

The rooster crows at sunrise, welcoming the new day

Grandpa in his overalls headed out to farm his crops

Grandma making cakes with thick icing on the tops

 

Climbing in the barn loft and rolling in the golden hay

There’s a mother hen with baby chicks making their way

Newborn calves bounce and play; ducks waddle all about

Maybe we’ll go to the pond later on and try to catch a trout

 

Climbing trees and jumping ditches, what a carefree time

The farm is like an amusement park yet there is no line

It’s about a perfect place for growing boys to enjoy the sun

Playing with all the animals while having tons of fun

 

Grandma’s in the henhouse picking up the fresh eggs

We boys are in the loft rafters hanging by our legs

The day is coming to an end, the sun is lowering down

Grandpa’s headin’ to the house; finished plowing ground

 

Suppertime is over and it’s time for our dessert treat

Homemade cake and ice cream, the two can’t be beat

Ice cream atop a cake made with Grandma’s hand

Just big-eyed little boys thinking it’s so grand

 

A summer’s visit to the farm; what a special thing

See all the animals, hear the little birdies sing

Exploring all the day; adventures, food, and fun

Young boys running wild and soaking up the sun

 

 

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