CorrespondenceWritingPoetryQuotationsHumor WritingCreative WritingBooksInspirational WritingPersonal EssaysMemoirs & BiographiesNewspapers & MagazinesSerializations

Southern Skies

Updated on November 1, 2016


I'll always miss my home town, country roads lined with tall pine trees,

That place where I grew up, there, as my memory of time all so flees.

Brought up right by gentle hands, those southern days are so missed,

Beautiful sun ups, marvelous sundowns, fine nights, a moon has kissed.


All those days spent in the warm sunshine, fishing, swimming in the creek,

The wonderful smell of jasmine, magnolias at night, raindrops on my cheek.

Running in my bare feet, or chasing my pals in cut-off jeans, an old T-shirt,

Catching lightning bugs in the dark, at night, leaving my tracks in the red dirt.



My favorite time was when in a tree, I'd climb, imagining my flight in the sky,

Watching the birds and squirrels all to run, to fly, as new nests then I'd spy.

Camping out at night under the stars, wondering what it's like to be on Mars,

Make homemade ice cream, pick wild berries, going to drive-in movies in cars.



My southern times are all so cherished, each one in my memory will stay,

Precious days in all the ways, as those family visits to church, we to pray.

Having dinner on the grounds, singing hymns, the choir, wondrous sounds,

Family gatherings at Thanksgiving, at Christmas time, where love abounds.


Some day I'd like to go back, for only in memory not to mean as much,

I'd walk those roads where I did as a kid, then go to the creek, and such.

I'll make a wish I could see my old friends, visit church, sit down in a pew,

Then say a prayer for all, and to resolve, for whom angels sing, it is you.

Comments

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      These were the days that helped to make us who we were to become. Thank goodness we were often starey-eyed in the younger days. Blessings. whonu

    • bravewarrior profile image

      Shauna L Bowling 11 months ago from Central Florida

      Sometimes it's best to keep the innocent memories of childhood, when our eyes and hearts created them without the "knowledge" we gain as adults.

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Many times though it was never as I once remembered. Blessings. whonu

    • bravewarrior profile image

      Shauna L Bowling 11 months ago from Central Florida

      This brought back memories for me as well. Catching lightning bugs and going to the drive-in. My mom would put us in our pj's and pop enough popcorn to fill a big brown grocery bag.

      Have you been back to the town where you grew up, whonu?

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Thank you my friend. Blessings. whonu

    • Gypsy Rose Lee profile image

      Gypsy Rose Lee 11 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Absolutely wonderful and love the pics.

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Thank you so very much my friend. Blessings to you and yours. whonu

    • StephanieKopetzky profile image

      Stephanie Kopetzky 11 months ago

      Absolutely lovely! The photos wonderfully accentuate your thoughtful and beautiful words. I love it!

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Thank you so much for your nice review MsDora. whonu

    • MsDora profile image

      Dora Isaac Weithers 11 months ago from The Caribbean

      Beautiful descriptions of the southern skies both by words and by pictures. Your poetry is always inspirational.

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      They say you can never return home again, The fact that we may keep old memories live is sometimes satisfying. Wish we could relive some of those good times. Thanks for stopping by. whonu

    • BlossomSB profile image

      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 11 months ago from Victoria, Australia

      A lovely poem, it almost makes me homesick, but when I visited one of my childhood towns not so long ago it had changed so much I was sorry I had gone there. It's much better in my memory than it is now!

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Eric I suppose all of us had a similar growing up time. Thanks for stopping by. whonu

    • Ericdierker profile image

      Eric Dierker 11 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Oh my this was my childhood. Let love abound.

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Thank you Audrey. I sure do miss those good old days. Blessings to you and yours my friend. whonu

    • vocalcoach profile image

      Audrey Hunt 11 months ago from Nashville Tn.

      You had a wonderful childhood my friend. So glad you have shared these precious memories.

      Hugs,

      Audrey

    • whonunuwho profile image
      Author

      whonunuwho 11 months ago from United States

      Thanks Bill and blessings to you and yours on this fine Autumn evening. whonu

    • billybuc profile image

      Bill Holland 11 months ago from Olympia, WA

      You are a poetry machine, and I always feel better after reading one of your poems, so I thank you.