There was once a day Buffalo was small,
Smaller than today, some can recall,
The air the same, the sun was as is now,
The workers on the courthouse, Had sweat on their brow,
The horses did trot, the wagons were fast,
At now some regret, The things of the past,
The schoolhouse still sits, In this town today,
We live in town, where history does stay,
The hotel in now, the top of O'Bannon Bank,
To us the old memories, Of Buffalo does thank,
For we still do grow, and go many ways,
Just like back then, In Buffalo's Dwindling days.
2006-08-29
03:37:34
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E.F. Landeros
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