Summer On The Farm ~ I remember summer days Spent on Grandpa's farm; I always had to feed the chickens Out behind the barn. ~ Plenty of beans and cornbread, And potatoes fried golden brown, Were always on Grandma's table; More than enough to go around. ~ Out on the veranda, After the work was done, We recalled the days events, As we watched the setting sun. ~ We watched the moon and stars appear; The evenings seemed so warm. Oh, how I miss the summer days Spent on Grandpa's farm. ~ copyright 1999 Back Next