It is not strange for one to change to
a place that’s bright and sunny
Where they grew up looks bright and
new,others think it is so funny
People you’ll find, so pleasant and
kind,and there was never a crowd
The weather was fair, the paths were
clear, and voices were never loud
Upon a hill this house stands still,
by trees it is all surrounded
With a running stream and
waterfall,where strangers were astounded
The evergreen with it’s glossy sheen,
brought to it a shining glory
The water flow with it’s shimmering glow tells to everyone a
story
Slow is the pace, never a race to
cause distress and anger
You may wonder why,as you go by, that
you feel no fear or danger
If you hit the wall and happen to fall
there’s no need to be afraid
For no one will say, out of my
way,surely someone will come to your aid
Ruby D.Farley
2003
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