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Home by Kathleen Higham Misty rain tapping on the window Heavy fog blankets a mountaintop An absolutely beautiful array Words flow, I simply cannot stop. Lush green valleys all around me Dogwoods peeking from the pines Hills rolling and towering mighty Another of my God's designs. Going up, up, up so high Then to the craggy rocks below A song of West Virginia echoes Lyrics I once used to know. Take me home country roads Before a tunnel dims the sky The sun is just a breath away As mountains disappear, I sigh. How I love to see the flowers Brighten a new and glorious day Vivid colors dance in my heart When I close my eyes to pray. There is a certain crispness here Feel the subtle change in the air Oh the landscapes I remember well A yearling hovers near the mare. No words pass between us now When quiet comes, a mind is still Home, my home waits for me Just beyond this one last hill. Home is where I truly need to be Knowing nothing ever really ends Each mile I whisper thanks to God For all of my most precious friends. |
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