Twigs, and Things, Maple Syrup Rings; Apples, Oranges, Cherries To Bring!
Lanterns Lit Against The Sky; Flickering Bright Unto The Night!
Cattle Mooing, Chicken Squawking, All A Form Of How They're Talking!
Mice Be Nimble, Weasels Slick; Geese, and Ducks, and Baby Chicks!
Trees A-plenty, Fields Thick; Flower Beds, and Mountain View!
All These Things Were On My Farm; Is It Any Wonder Why I Was Charmed?
This Is Where My Soul Is Held; There Are No Keys To Loosen Me!
My Heart Will Be There With Memories Raised; Even To Love A Blade Of Grass!
The Brook That Wandered Though The Wood; Now At Last It's Understood!
The Only Place I'd Call My Home; It Matters Not Where I May Roam!