The Log Cabin
There’s a cabin in the mountains
The deer are everywhere
You might see a coyote
Or perhaps a big black bear
Close to where two rivers join
No game fish can be found
Until the sockeye salmon run
Is on the breeding ground
Long before a cabin was built
We parked a trailer there
Camping on the weekends
In clear pure mountain air
Then a truck hauled in the logs
A contractor built the shell
To complete all the rest of it
The family worked like hell
Our daughters and their husbands
All gave a helping hand
The toilet was the first thing done
For reasons you understand
The insulation, the electrical
The cabinets on the wall
Without any outside help
We had to do it all
We did cave in and hire someone
The wallboard to install
But we hung up the ceiling fan
And no one took a fall
Install the sinks, install a tub
Apply finish here and there
With Electrical heaters in the wall
We were almost there
When we had the linoleum laid
And the carpet on the floor
Time for all to celebrate
No need to work no more
This all happened years ago
It was completed in’91
Now thinking back on it
That work was mostly fun
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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