I was born in Vermont, moved to Florida in 1968. Every few years I go back to my home state to see family and the beautiful green mountains.I WROTE THIS POEM MANY YEARS AGO.
I miss the valleys of green 'and lofty mountain ranges.
I miss the beautiful fall leaves,with brillant color changhes.
I miss the sparkling waters of cool mountain streams running down the hillside, to lakes, quiet and serene.
I miss the country roads near fields of wheat and hay!
I'm headung home as fast as I can to see it all today.
For home is where my heart is, it's where I long to stay,, I'll live in the beautiful green mountains each and every day!
NO MATTER WHERE WE ARE, IF WE CHOOSE TO...WE CAN GO BACK TO THE 'COMFORT PLACE' OF OUR BIRTH AND REARING EVERY DAY. THANK GOD FOR THIS BLESSING HE GAVE US THROUGH ...MEMORIES. SO BEAUTIFUL, THANKS MY FRIEND. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Indeed a lovely place. But I have not been there. Only gather what it must be like from growing up in Wisconsin and spending seven years in West Virginia. Like you I hurry home in my thoughts almost every day this time of year when I used to go just randomly driving from hill to valley in West Virginia just to see what I could see.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Regis. 🙏🌼🍁🌺🌳
Ron
Sandie :)