The cabin, shuddered in the cold,
But the way was tough, so none grew bold,
So the cabin shed a lonely tear,
The days grew into months then years!
One day a young couple wandered by,
And the rustic cabin, they did spy,
They were looking for a quiet place,
To set up home, a little space!
So they settled for this piece of land,
Additions to the cabin planned,
The wife was pregnant, all could see,
So a room was added, to hold three!
The cabin sighed, with great content,
As the plans unfolded; the money spent,
It heard again the sound of happy laughter,
And smiled as it echoed from the rafters!
Soon progress grew; many others came,
And put up homes, the land was tamed,
The cabin wept; as it was so sad to see,
The clearing and cutting down of the stately trees!
It longed once more, for days of old,
When legends grew, through stories told,
Of brave homesteaders who struggled to tame the land,
And it was born, by, sweat, toil and two strong hands!