Show the old log cabin before me in its beauty 1 the prairie ane the cloud abo e a sw atly pass ng iraln ltv rees i the distant h are ara inga summer haar 1 rebal g on the plain yet men cry U valley and a spot w th it d aber tar to me A grass knoll bea de wl d ng aher v here a 1 atle t d lu caba to be when da light d es beh aidule distant moun i n and the m 1 has hid the valley from n s ht ihen merno y returns to scenes i lId hood j and on 1 fe s summer mornia s sheds ltv agit the suil ht s out upon the wa ter und stubbed the minnow sport ed tree the d earn years but added to the r nun ber where the little old log cabin used tj be the world to us was bounded by the to eat that away we decked but 1 atle the e th vi anter but foretold ore told a baightel tel sea u when loses ene the r fragrance to th air in sp ng there came he ch idren s songs aid r the lei u up the nearest tree and cl attreed to tl e w idly barking col lie V here the 1 atle old log cab n used to be th bob link above the clover blos tome sani er again his song of summer joys and bob white from hi perch be side the meadow kept watch upon the collie and the boys along tl e crooked pathway to the river the twittering blue bird and the chick a dee flew in and out among the ferns and willows where the little old log cabin used to be the timid deer looked in across the wheat field the pa hid her fledglings in the b ush the ce of rob n redbreast in the or chad I 1 was mingled with the singing of the th ush the crow and marten quarreled er the clear ng W wondered why they never could agree ch hardest problem of our earl childhood where the little old log cabin aed to be the silena indian glanced within the doo wa 1 squaw laid down her burden in th sra s and looking er her gaily colored bag keta how quickly would a sunnier evening pass the n eroded the white mans ample supper A breeze came in across the distant lea the latchstring disappeared the day was er W here the 1 atle old log cabin used to be the far off ohp poor will commenced his music the cricket jo ned the evening sere nade the n boni glistened on the leafy ma pie and 1 and out among its branched pla ed the night wind stirred the vines around tt e window ard wh sp red in its dreamy lullaby while alt within was w an d in peace ful slumber W here the 1 atle old log cabin used to be when the fitful dream of this short life Is er and wearily we lay its burden flown what will we care for earthly tarn or aloi W 1 at mitter it the people cheer or frown leave what remains of this old worn out body 11 gh on a mountain top or in the sea but let mi longing once more wan der where the little old log cabin used t be aye let the daisies 1 by river the fragrant lilies deck its quiet breast the giant maple shape the humble door wai inviting ever wanderer to rest tl ere let the panting coll e sit beside me and listen to the shouts ot childish glet for backward on life s pathway lie my hea en where the little old log cabin need to be albert |