Country Roads on my Mind

Country roads on my mind,

country roads so very fine.

Drifting along not a care.

as the lazy days drift on by.

No city lights for me,

no flickering neon lights,

that keep the stars,

from shining at night.

Love the dirt roads,

that run through my mind,

where days of bliss were spent

and happiness was the best,

just put it to the test,

when you go dancing down a country road.

Where there were just denim jeans

and barefoot walks,

under sunny skies.

Carefree thoughts

and smiles that went on for miles.

Country roads always precious to me,

don’t give me any city smog,

where like a caged bird,

I can neither breathe nor sing.

Fresh air and sunshine,

keeping me alive,

seeing all the changes,

that one season,

after another brings.

Have been chasing,

autumn leaves blown by the wind,

down a country lane.

Catching lacy snowflakes,

upon my tongue.

Waving my arms and jumping,

to greet the birds that return in the spring.

Walking and drifting,

in the summertime,

into the woods,

to find the cool shadows

and a babbling brook.

Country roads great for skipping.

country roads where no one cares,

if you’re dressed in fashion

or just overalls.

They’re great for dreaming,

ease the mind and offer inspiration.

Humming of the crickets

and sweet songs of birds,

in tall oak trees.

Bullfrogs loudly croaking in chorus,

in a passing country stream.

Country roads bring back the memories,

of gentler days and gladder times,

of a time when life was so fine.

So when things get a bit -

too hard to handle,

I sit back and close my eyes

and soon I’m there where I want to be.

Country roads carry me,

back to days when I felt so free,

to lovely times and memories.

© 2016 Gypsy Rose Lee

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Michael-Milec 2 months ago

You made me walking again on those Country roads - ever living memories. Good memories, Rasma.

Blessing and peace with us.

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ChitrangadaSharan 2 months ago from New Delhi, India

Ah ! So refreshing and beautiful.

Your poem echoes my thoughts --How I love the peaceful atmosphere of the country roads; no pollution, no noisy vehicles. Just the lovely sound of the birds and the sweet smell of the greens around.

Lovely poem as always. You express the nature' s beauty in the best possible expression.

Thank you!

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ahorseback 2 months ago

Hey Girl !........... Yes , these old dirt roads of mine , I love them , until mud season that is !.........Awesome write.

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Kristen Howe 2 months ago from Northeast Ohio

Beautiful visual imagery, Rose. Very poetically said and written. Thanks for sharing your lens.

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Vellur 2 months ago from Dubai

Beautiful poem, love the song Country Roads by John Denver.

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billybuc 2 months ago from Olympia, WA

Now you're talking my language....where the blacktop ends....:) I'm at my best in the country, so thanks for a lovely way to begin my day here in the city.

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manatita44 2 months ago from london

Right man, right song for this cute and charming poem. Loved it, Gypsy!!

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MsDora 2 months ago from The Caribbean

Your lovely poem reminds me of an instance in which I saw a young girl standing in the middle of a country road, singing as loudly and melodiously as though thousands were listening. Still my favorite image of living carefree.

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AudreyHowitt 2 months ago from California

Beautifully penned Rasma!

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always exploring 2 months ago from Southern Illinois

This brought back a memory of long ago when I went to a party in the country and we danced to guitars, drums and a saxophone on the dirt and had a blast! Beautiful Rasma....

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annart 2 months ago from SW England

I couldn't agree more! Love the line: 'Where there were just denim jeans

and barefoot walks'. It says so much.

Did you know that 'smiles' is the longest word in the dictionary? Why? Because there's a mile between the 2 's's! It fits your poem so well I thought.

Lovely poem.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia Author

Thank you Michael. Glad this brought you good memories. Blessing to you and yours.

You welcome Chitrangada. Nature always inspires.

Thank you Ed. Nice to hear from you. That is a picture of where we live in the suburbs and the county roads are just fine for walking and dreaming.

You welcome Kristen.

Thank you Vellur. Many of Denver's songs inspire.

You welcome Bill. My best childhood memories are about the country.

Glad you enjoyed this Manatita.

That is a great image Ms.Dora. I usually get so high on country roads I go dancing down them part way.

Thank you Audrey.

Thank you Ruby. Glad it brought great memories.

What a wonderful saying about smiles Ann. It sure does fit this poem. Thanks.

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bravewarrior 2 months ago from Central Florida

I miss the simpler times! The road I live on was a dirt road until about ten years ago. Now it's paved and the woods surrounding my home have been destroyed to make way for more homes. So sad. But I have my memories of that country road!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 months ago from Riga, Latvia Author

Country roads are good for the soul and for inspiration Shauna. Glad you have good memories of your country road. They did build up an area near here for a bridge however we got lucky they didn't take away all our country roads and our forests.

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