Winds of My Childhood
Winds of my childhood
Oh, how I was truly happy
With dirt in my nails
Grass between my toes
Sunlight in my eyes,
Nothing could make this a horrible day.
A swamp fragrance
Fills my nostrils,
A smile cracks among
My country beaten face.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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