My Early Muse By Mike Dailey

I started in to writing In my home on Lovers Lane Yes – the one the poet wrote about You know – old what’s his name The lane was still arch covered With elm trees giving shade But now it is a major street For progress must be made No lovers in their carriages No – they’re not there any more Just cars and truck and dogs and cats And children by the score But then again at my house By the time I was a teen I thought I was a lover But I stayed behind the scene I started writing love poems And since I was really shy If I ever shared them with my “loves” I knew that I would die So I started writing parodies Or poems with a comic twist The kind that won’t embarrass me And some poems just like this So my early inspiration Was that street and that well known poet I have that poem still on my wall What’s his name – oh I know I know it Oh wait, I think I’ve got it My memory finally yield The poem was “Lovers Lane St. Joe” By the late, great Eugene Field Mdailey 6/20/11 For: Miranda Lambert's contest - Inspired - Honorable Mention finish in contest BTW - I do have a print of that poem that shows Lovers Lane back in the 1870s along with the complete poem. I no longer live in that house but it is still in the family as it has been for over 90 years.