There is nothing more beautiful than the spirit of spring and nature's wonderful colorful growth in plants and flowers.

Hello my friend,

I'm not from KY, but I know from the poem that you love God, Live, and others. That is what life is all about. Thank you for reminding us we have so much to be thankful for.

Thank you for sharing the country life with me...a 100% city girl. I'd love the opportunity to live the country life for a week or two. Bet I would be able to get my novel going and break this writers block.

~hugs~
Karen

I find simplicity of life to be the most treasured. This is a well written, fine tribute to your Kentucky home and the life you bring to it, surround yourself with and reap in more ways than one!
Enjoyed~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

A moving tribute to your Kentucky home.. Your words paint pictures for all to see. You are blessed beyond measure...M

Thank you, Joyce, for breathing some country air into my city life!

Blessings,
Sharon

Joyce, having lived in Kentucky as a child and remembering the smell of that freshly tilled soil, the beauty of the majestic mountains and the special feeling inside, when the earth blooms in the Spring, I am transported back to that special time, when I read your lovely poem. I love that you are so deeply rooted in this place and that you appreciate and embrace every vivid detail so completely. Thank you for re-igniting my own memories of that special part of God's creation. Rejoice, and be glad in it! Well done poet!
~Butch

lovely, just simply lovely...your use of the repeated line to begin each stanza gives this a song like flavor that fits so well.

Such beautiful detail of life on the mountain, a beauty to behold. Thank you for sharing you eyes with your pen and letting us feel, if only for a moment the Kentucky life. Peace&Grace, Sharon

You bring us right back down to earth and teach us to appreciate all that around us which we should savour and enjoy. Simply lovely Joyce. Love and hugs, Panda :)

And those Kentucky mountains and its people can be proud of you, Joyce. You do them justice with your wonderful writings about life there. Your poetry speaks volumes and I love my short visits there through your work -- it's always so real that I could almost touch the life, and always a pleasure to share through you.
Love,
CJ

I have friends that live up by the Ohio river in Kentucky and I have been there numerous times, driving through that beautiful state mostly from east to west and/or north to south only skirting the river and such near and around Lousiville...still when we visited Lexington and the horse farms and such we loved it...a wonderful place to live I'd say...Ed & Rufuz

YOu show how much it means to be satisfied with what you have and the attitude to be thankful for it. This poem should hang in schools of learning. This is the kind of teaching our youth lack, so they turn to sex,drugs, thrills and other wasted lifestyles. Thank you for sharing how beautiful a heart of faith views life. Splendid poetry, of the highest caliber! The parents of the children you teach should be very appreciative!

Love,
Eileen

I could almost feel the mountain breeze while reading this - not to mention that earthy smell of a farm that I wish could be bottled!

Glorious as mountain living can be, I guess life could also be hard at times as one is exposed to the elements of nature.
This said, I'd rather be exposed to the northern winds and rain of the open, than the crime waves and speed of life slipstreams of a city.

Thanks for opening your windows to enable us to breath in fresh air.

PS
Did you select a picture?

Regards
Dai

Sounds beautiful!

Chrissy

Your picture of your life within this serenity and the blessings you receive is such a nice view, it places one right there beside you to enjoy through your poetry of thougths....

nicely penned Joyce.....Art Sun...

Wonderful write...Hugssssss

Wow we were on the same tract yesterday, with days gone by in our poetry thoughts. Sounds like a life I would try. Suburbia is predictable, and non challenging. Except from the human nature standpoint, which in universal , unless you are a a hermit in a cave.
Very descriptive,your words have substance and melody
pax A

Joyce, this is a mastserpiece indeed. You are blessed to be in such a wonderful and beautiful place. I think I could picture your farm. I love farm life, the way I love the ocean. So clean, pure, innocent. Your are one very lucky woman. Stand tall, be proud!
Be safe,
Karen

i can only marvel at the beauty you live in ...

wonderful poem ...

Joyce,

Kentucky is one of my very favorite states. Always has been, L O V E driving through there. A most beautiful tribute to the Bluegrass State.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

... And who wouldn't be thanking God for all of that? Bless you and yours and your mountains. I know mountains, but don't till the soil in Georgia. Wish we had bottom land, too. Veggies are great. God is Greater! Thanks for sharing. - Bill

love this poem Joyce, truly it made me home sick, I'm a country boy living in a city of shame, drugs, murder and stupidity the game. But I'm tough and time enough

Kentucky Woman :)

You make me want to move there, too! I have been to - and through -Kentucky, Joyce, and it certainly is gorgeous! While I only observed those awesome mountains, you are living them!

Thank you for this lovely tribute - it's so fresh and green - it's like an Irish Blessing!

Happy St. Patty's Day, Sister!
Love, Rhonda

You seem very "grounded" in all things, Joyce. I've been forced to move around and in the process, I've hurt a lot. I left part of myself in places I planted trees and such. Still, I have come to live in a beautiful place so I am grateful. Thank you for this. Love and peace,

Regis

This a beautifully written poem
Your choice of words have painted a picture
Of the beauty of the mountains and the
Farm I can almost see it And I feel the instance
Feelings of the love you have for your
Little bit of heaven while here on earth!!
Enjoyed reading and reviewing this great piece
Very Much my friend.
Love And Peace To You Always...Morning star

This is beautiful, thank you for sharing, keep it up and be blessed
God Bless
Michelle~

I want to go home but it's not there anymore. It's a subdivision now. Do I miss the country after reading these fond memories.

Wonderful, Joyce. Rural living can be rewarding in a spiritual sense. Sounds like a nice life there.

Joyce I loved the journey through your pen to your heritage and the beauty of your Mountains. I love the Mountains I lived in Colorado up in the Mountains and they are so beautiful Thank you for sharing yours with us here at A.D. Happy St. Pat's Day!!

Blessings & peace,
Joselyn

Truly, there is nothing to compare to the mountains in the springtime, is there Joyce? You have taken us on a visual mind trip with this poem. How great it is to be alive on such a beautiful day! My Kentucky home was a lot like yours, and I miss it everyday. Growing up in the mountains teaches a person to love the land and to appreciate all it can produce with work and patience. Have you ever heard of "wild Lettuce?". It only comes up in the spring on hillsides in sunny places. The other greens will soon follow, my mother, and grandmother taught me how and what to pick in the spring. Some people call them weeds, we call them greens! You pricked my memory with this poem, I miss my birth place so much today, how blessed you are to have all that you have!! Enjoy and think of us that are stuck in the city where all we hear are car doors shutting and factories working! Really enjoyed this trip.

Blessings & Peace,
Linda

special and precious. (thanks from a flatlander)

Wonderful tribute to your homeland!!

Love Tinka

A great tribute to your Kentucky Mountain upbringing. I visualized each line...heard the baby goats crying for their mother, tasting the milk directly from the cow and smelled the home cooking. This is truly a beautiful painted seen for every reader. God Bless

Dear Joyce, your poem make me wonder if had should born a wild goat, such are my love for mountains!
Very nice write.
Georg

"Thank God For My Kentucky Mountain Birth"
Love it, love it Joyce what a total blessing.
I smell the coffee a brewin' and the buttermilk biscuits in the oven~yummy,smile.
"A little bit of heaven while here on earth..."
Indeed thank God, and thank you for sharing such a wonderful walk across the bluegrass!

Continued blessings to you and enjoy the new life aspiring around you,
Sincerely,
From the Heart of an Artist...

A great tribute to the State you were born in and love so dearly for what it brings to you.

The love you have for you homeland and everything around you that you see and do, Shines in this delightful poem dear Joyce. love holly

Your just a down to earth gal.
Love your spirit, and thanks for
this uplifting write.

Sounds like Paradise to me, Joyce - and I couldn't agree more - there's nothing like digging in the earth's spring soil with one's bare hands, tilling, planting, and tending the land. And listening to nature's wondrous animal melodies, of course!