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Post by jacksonvillekid on Nov 27, 2007 12:09:06 GMT -5
This is my tribute to my beloved southland! Southern Thoughts A warm summer breeze, off the gulf of mexico, can ease a troubled mind. And her live oak trees, everywhere you go, each of them is one of a kind. Your mind can just drift, not to a far away place, like a dream never caught. You know now is your gift, it shows in your face, you're having a southern thought. Barefoot kids and dirt roads, go hand and hand, just like the clothes on the line. Rattlesnakes and horned toads, the Skynyrd band, and Ozark mountain shine. Peaceful sunday mornings, wild saturday nights, those big catfish that you caught. Ignoring hurricane warnings, loving bar room fights, just another southern thought. A love that never dies, childhood friends that stay that way, and memories that last. A Freebird when it flies, an old barn in a field-faded gray, grim reminders of the past. The pride that burns inside, because you did survive, all the battles that you've fought. It's been a hell of a ride, you feel lucky to be alive, and that's another southern thought. ©2004Jody Willman
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Post by missy on Dec 9, 2007 16:59:39 GMT -5
Awesome Jody.. just beautiful
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