The Sound of water running through th creek
Cows on the hillside grazing
Warm breeze through the treetops
Wild animals in the woods
I was born country
These things run through my blood
Like a mighty river
That can not be stopped
Fixing fence
Hauling hay
Cutting wood
Fishing in the pond
I was born country
It is forever a part of who I am
Family dinners
Catching Fireflies
Sitting out at night
Watching the starlight
I was born country
The spirit of nature
Is one with my soul
For it truly is
God's creation
Hay rides
BBQs
Fresh fruits and vegitables
From the garden
I was born country
Nothing like a job well done
Being with friends
Getting along
Dogs in the yard
Mom's cooking
Cat's in the barn
Kids playing in the yard
I was born country
It is who I am
The values passed down
Can not be taught
Only can be learned
Off the land
Gathering Walnuts
Camping out at night
Tire swings
I was born country
I always will be
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This is a really great write Tony! I love the outdoors.
Thank you
Good poem Tony
Thank you
Thanks TONY ~ Oh I wish i was a Country Boy again ~ Cows in the barn ~ Chickens in the coop and Piggies in the pen ~ Keep all the lights of Broadway tak me back to the farm and then ~ I will be a Country boy again ! I've mainly lived in Cities bit I like to ride and holiday on FARMS ! Plase add a hymn to my FUSION ~ Thanks BRIAN
Thank you
Tony, I love the character, culture and values of country folk. You touched on them. Very nicely done.
Thank you
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