Dixie In My Heart

I can smell the seasons change in the land I was born piercing my soul. I can taste the flavor of the rain from inside looking out the window on stormy dayz. Memories of my childhood when I explored and played. Honey suckles, plum trees, red clay running though my veins and bloodline. Pollen season pollenating vegetation, colorful scenery of many favorite destinations. Pecan trees holding secrets of the environment's history and will be the shade and nourishment for future generations after generations. Southern wine, southern moon shine, at holiday time a piece of peppermint in mine. Southern educated cooking and eating swine. These days in maturity for my health I'm a little refine making healthier choices about mine. Rivers, mountains, streams, and lakes popular fishing pond southern fun. Southern sun sets and dripping vines of southern rain no warnings before the storm came. Mix emotions in our lives yet for many southerners south is where the heart lies.... Tears of pains and tears of joy in many lives. Prayer that The Righteous Creator bless all lives, even those outside southern borderlines.... This is the oasis of the desert in my tragic times.... Dixie Bred, Dixie Born, Dixie Fed.... Enjoy!!!!