The covered bridge of solid beam
Above the slow, meandering stream –
The misty lake below the hill,
The mountain forest, cool and still,
Where birch and oak with spruce and pine
In cheerful harmony combine –
The countryside, so good to see,
And, most of all, so good to be –
All this, though elements may rage,
Stays part of all our heritage.
In healing sun and windy rain,
The touch of earth brings strength again:
And if a while it lies behind,
It still supports our strength of mind.
Catharine Jackson Alger
CHRISTMAS 1941
Note from Barn Hunter Charlotte:
This poem was written by my grandmother in the days after the Pearl Harbor attack.
from Jonathan Papers by Elisabeth Woodbridge Morris, 1912 One hundred years later, the barns that were groomed and spiffed up in Elisabeth's time, have returned to the "unkempt" condition that she loved. Though, if not groomed a bit, they're apt to collapse entirely!
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