Country Road Memories

Dust kicks up beneath my boots, so fine and dry,

A winding trail beneath the big, endless sky.

The fence posts lean like old men bowed by years,

This country road holds my laughter and my tears.

Take me back, where the wildflowers grow,

Where the creek runs clear and the cool winds blow.

Every step feels like a story untold,

Carved in the heart of this old country road.

The summer heat wraps me in a golden haze,

While distant fields whisper songs of younger days.

The cicadas hum, the trees gently sway,

On this country road, my soul finds its way.

Take me back, where the wildflowers grow,

Where the creek runs clear and the cool winds blow.

Every step feels like a story untold,

Carved in the heart of this old country road.

Every bend hides a secret, a memory to find,

The echoes of love and loss etched deep in my mind.

It's a path that holds me, no matter where I roam,

This country road will always guide me home.

Take me back, where the wildflowers grow,

Where the creek runs clear and the cool winds blow.

Every step feels like a story untold,

Carved in the heart of this old country road.