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
whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 13, 2016:
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
Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on November 12, 2016:
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 (author) from United States on November 12, 2016:
Many times though it was never as I once remembered. Blessings. whonu
Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on November 11, 2016:
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 (author) from United States on November 02, 2016:
Thank you my friend. Blessings. whonu
Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on November 02, 2016:
Absolutely wonderful and love the pics.
whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 01, 2016:
Thank you so very much my friend. Blessings to you and yours. whonu
Stephanie Kopetzky on November 01, 2016:
Absolutely lovely! The photos wonderfully accentuate your thoughtful and beautiful words. I love it!
whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 28, 2016:
Thank you so much for your nice review MsDora. whonu
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on October 28, 2016:
Beautiful descriptions of the southern skies both by words and by pictures. Your poetry is always inspirational.
whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 27, 2016:
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
Bronwen Scott-Branagan from Victoria, Australia on October 27, 2016:
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 (author) from United States on October 27, 2016:
Eric I suppose all of us had a similar growing up time. Thanks for stopping by. whonu
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 27, 2016:
Oh my this was my childhood. Let love abound.
whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 26, 2016:
Thank you Audrey. I sure do miss those good old days. Blessings to you and yours my friend. whonu
Audrey Hunt from Idyllwild Ca. on October 26, 2016:
You had a wonderful childhood my friend. So glad you have shared these precious memories.
Hugs,
Audrey
whonunuwho (author) from United States on October 26, 2016:
Thanks Bill and blessings to you and yours on this fine Autumn evening. whonu
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 26, 2016:
You are a poetry machine, and I always feel better after reading one of your poems, so I thank you.
