The Barnyard
Copyright 2007 by Laurel Fork Farm. All Rights Reserved.
Marsha and Kendall
The hen house is getting full!
Heidi
Wolfie
Boots and Scootin
Our beautiful
Tennessee Walkers
Jolene & Speck.
Jill, Collin's mule.

This is a poem written by my little brother Josh.  I
hope that you get as much out of it as I did.  I love
you Josh and I hope that you continue to write poetry
that can touch and change lives.
A Whisper Of Faith

As You Sit Outside In The Dark Alone
You Hear A Whisper With A Gentle Tone
It Gets Louder When The Wind Blows
And Like The Wind Faintly Goes
Curiously You Look Around Who Could It Be
But After Careful Glance No One You Can See
You Look To The Sky And Wish On A Star
But It Falls To The Ground Because It's Too Far
You Look Up And Try To Think Of A Way
To Send Your Wish And Make It Stay
As You Yell Your Needs Simple And Blunt
You Hear A Whisper Thall Shall Not Want
Trembling Now With Eyes Blurred
You Look Around For The Voice You Heard
No One There You Wipe Your Tear
And Hear The Words Have No Fear
The Next Time You Look To The Sky And Plead
Know You Have All That You Need
As You Take Your Eyes Off The Floor
You Realize Your Not Alone Anymore
By Your Side He Has Always Been
And Will Be There Until The End
That Night No Words Were Spoken To Hear
But You Heard Him Crystal Clear
  Welcome To
Laurel Fork Farm
Located in the Beautiful Mountains of
  West Virginia
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