
Never feeling any shame
Proud of family tree
Born and raised in backwoods
Harmony plays for free
Filled with daily confidence
Travels always remind
Heart remains in backwoods
Throughout each daily grind
Landscape’s refreshing waters
Muted by midnight train
Life wrestles in backwoods
Creeks rise with blessed rain
Sweet corn ready to harvest
Lessons from lifetime’s love
Light searches from backwoods
Sunrise witnessed above
Front porch needs fresh coat of paint
Always be home to thee
Memories of backwoods
Destiny’s breath born free

A beautiful moving poem, Richard.. The songs oh home are always in the heart wherever one travels.
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