Miss You Georgia

When I left your soft southern pines

I nearly lost my southern mind…

The drive to Maryland when we left was long and Bleak

I cried for nearly a long week…

But now I live in Maryland where it’s still so cold

and I’m not talking about the weather don’t ya know…

I can’t turn my back it seems, not for a single minute

I’m afraid If I do, I’ll be hit with a skillet…

Now, don’t get me wrong…I’ve made 3 friends in five years

that doesn’t say much though about the people here.

I miss you my sweet Georgia, your laid back ways

Perhaps one day I’ll find my way back to your soft southern pines

one fine day.

In the meantime, I’ll keep your memory soft

as the leaves of fall lift the golden leaves aloft

and as the winter turns to spring

I’ll be thinking of you when I’m doing my daily thing.

Don’t forget me Georgia please

keep some memories of me blowing through the trees

I’ll be back…at least if it is God’s will

If not, I’ll Love You always Still.

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