The Birchfield Cottage
stood across the tumbling mountain branch
a safe haven.
At the end of the trail
Reached by crossing the branch On the rough and narrow footbridge.
Grandfather Jay crossed the bridge
On an icy winter day
Sat the steaming pot of stew
At the little cabin door
For the weak and hungry family
Distressed by the raging influenza of 1924.
Map of a Mountain Man 