Battered And Leaning, its tin all askew The walls barely holding not one floor, but two. Within this old homestead, one can still hear the sound Of children laughing and playing and running around. Mother trying her best to corral the young beasts Whilst from the kitchen she prepares such a feast. Outside Pa is working from dawn until dusk The corn fields a-popping with corn still to husk. This homestead has seen many a good year before But, Battered And Leaning, it shan't see much more. ~ Original verse by Betty Northcutt Photograph taken on Hwy. 62 in Gateway, Arkansas This image is COPYRIGHT REGISTERED~~ALL RIGHTS RESERVED~~MCN:CU2RB-F1K4H-DR37K