Old Savannah
Old savannah, how old are you really
The moss hanging from the tree tells it all
Big oak and hickory that speaks and whispers
Old savannahs, how old are you really
Old street car rails still in place
If those street cars could talk
It would tell you an awesome story of its travels
Old savannah, how old are you really
With old statues of the folks that lived, fought and die here
Museums that tells your story
Old boats that travels up and down the river
To see historic heritage
Slave ships that docked at the ports
Showing signs of savannah’s events
Old savannahs how old are you really
Copyright © Daisy Ward | Year Posted 2021
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