In a Tiny Rustic Cabin

In a tiny, rustic cabin In the hills of Tennessee Is where my weary mother Bravely gave birth to me. In a tiny, rustic cabin In the hills of Tennessee Is where I patiently waited, ‘Till someone married me. In a tiny, rustic cabin In the hills of Tennessee, Is where we built our life And raised a family. In a tiny, rustic cabin In the hills of Tennessee, Is where we anxiously waited For our little grandchild-to-be. In a tiny, rustic cabin In the hills of Tennessee, Is where I’ll spend my days - Until they bury me. -Lynn Essex