Dog House- by: unknown forgotten

I'm about to tumble down the hill
Like a fallen tree
Transformed into a log
Loaded onto a truck
Driven down gravel roads
Traveled hundreds of miles
Cut smaller into 2x4's
Cut in half yet again
And nailed to the side of a doghouse
The one you're going to have 6 years from now
When you're older and married
When you have your first kid
And a puppy you just purchased at the pound
Your husband will build the doghouse
But the dog will never use it
But your toddler will love to play in it
Until age 6 and you buy that swingset
Then you'll discard the doghouse
And at that time you won't remember
I was a board on the side always