My hometown...

by Susan K. Rowse (de Vegter)



It's great to be back in the bosom of love

Where comfort abounds for my health

As the marshes begin to whisper a breeze

And the Herons display all their stealth

Just then the waters open with froth

To share her emerald tea features

The fish are hopping with songs of the birds

And the chatter of some distant creature

Its part of the reason I love the south

With all of her lovely guiles

When a drive into town becomes a great treat

Just to circle the squares for a while

This graceful old lady smells of the moss

And magnolias with jasmine aside

She tugs at all senses with treasures galore

During a midnight ride

I'm deffinitely home as my senses run free

When the air comes alive with great passion

It's a birthright I own and nothing will change

It's the Rebel I wear here in fashion

I can go to the ends of this great earth

Flirt with nations far off for a while

Yet nothing can do it for me like home

Right here where Savannah smiles.



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