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Mississippi

MISSISSIPPI In the heart of Dixie, Perfumed by The sweet, fragrant smell of magnolias and serenaded with The melodious songs of the mockingbird, Lies a true Queen of the South. Her name is Mississippi . I don’t know how to explain this place, Except to say that she “speaks” to me. The rocks, the flowers, the birds and trees Speak to me. They sometimes whisper, And sometimes they shout; But always they say, “This is where you belong.” 2012 Patricia Neely-Dorsey from My Magnolia Memories and musings - In Poems #Mississippi #mississippipoems

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