My Old Barn

I love my old barn because it brings back memories galore... I started playing there before I knew what memories were for. The barn was there before I came to be... And great grandparents preserved it so their descendants could see. Good times, bad times, it's seen them all... Winter and summer and the harvest in the fall. Each nail, each board and the bird nests too... There is a time honored tradition in an old barn like you. I love my old barn because it keeps my feet on the ground... I even get excited when it creeks and moans and makes it's mournful sound. There is a spiritual connection one finds there... And a heart full of prayer fills the air. TK<><