Once upon a time I lived on a small farm
Brothers there were three, then there was me
Goats and chickens soon died off
There was this one hen that refused to croak
My favorite place to be were with the kittens birthed in the barn
We had a fat dog all he was good for was eating and spreading his seed
Most importantly he was always a friend to whoever was in need.
I use to pick flowers in my mom\'s garden
Little did I know they were strawberries yet to be
I got to stay in this safe haven until kindergarten
Sometimes I felt the wind would speak to me in it\'s mysterious ways
My favorite nights were going on the trampoline to stargaze
I had my own bed, yet somehow always managed to squeeze in tight with my three brothers
There was no concept of time just what next adventure was destined to be mine.
There were sheds I never got the chance to explore
A horse that never got to run through the field it was meant for
I remember feeling so close to the dirt
waiting for the long winters to end
All the heartaches that had not yet hurt
Sometimes I still hear the mountains call my name
If only I did more so the calls would not be made in vain
Im a city girl now and my family is broken
I wonder if they still hear it just as much as I do
The whispers of the wind, the world we once knew.