Old Barns and Memories
*for That Old Red Barn contest sponsored by Rick Parise
They sat on the creaky old porch swing
Looking across their dried up fields
He was remembering a favorite tune
Sang it sweetly into her good ear
She flashed a smile into his eyes
Gazed at their barn still standing proud
"Oh Pa" she whispered,"do you recall
When we met at that barn dance long ago?"
He grinned at her the way he did
And thought about that sweet young gal
As they danced the lovely night away
In that big old barn on down the road
Now memories are all that's left to them
But they're built strong like those old red barns
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