There was a barn raisin' a long time ago,
By the neighbors and cousins and kin.
It was some hard workin' I certainly know,
Cause the hammers made such a loud din.
The barn had some windows and also some doors,
To let in the people and light.
And when she was finished, we heard the loud roars,
She sure was a beautiful sight.
Where are all the beautiful windows and doors,
The one's that we're longin' to see?
They're gone with the ages like old days of yore,
And they're fuzzy in my memory......................DEK 2005

No Door
No Window, No Door
Fuzzy Memory