~~ Old Farmhouse ~~ An old farmhouse once stood, Among some old pines trees, When winter winds would blow, Sometimes we'd nearly freeze, You, see it had so many rooms, We couldn't heat them all, That old farmhouse on a hill, Among those pines so tall, Winter brought on hard times, But we were never sad, Us children were together, At home with Mom and Dad, That old farmhouse is now torn down, But the memories linger yet, When I pass those old pine trees, Where once that farmhouse set. Alice Hack c1999