The Best Time In a Barn
The bolt was not on the barn that day
A big mistake by Old Man Fuzzins
We thought it was the perfect place to play.
We brought in a bunch of our cousins
Some of them slightly odd ding-a-lings
They had ideas by the dozens
With a bit of rope we made some swings
We were amused at the creaking wood
It made us laugh about lots of things
We had as much fun as cousins could
No reunion has ever felt this good
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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