Where I'm From



I’m From The Country
From cherry pie and pecan cake
From sitting on a front porch, waiting for a car to drive by so you can wave hello.
From gravel and red Georgia clay
From the slow life (it’s long gone)
From the simple life (it’s hard to find)
I am from Florida and Georgia
And even maybe California.
I am from “Work Hard.”
I am from “Don’t Live to fast.”
I am from the summer sun, relaxing in a river spring.
I am from the smell of pine straw and freshly cut grass.
Where I’m From
And Who I Am
Are Unfortunately Two Very Different Things.
Maybe one day
I can go back
To Where I’m From
And be the country boy I was always meant to be
But never became.