WOW! My very own Blog. To tell you the truth up until a few years ago I didn’t know what a blog was. Thanks to excellent friends of mine Shawn and Carol, whom I met at the VFW Post 8093 Debary, they set up my blog and reworked my book website to where it’s user-friendly now. The name of my blog is from a poem my mother Joy E Smith wrote. She wrote many poems, and this one is my favorite. It’s the only poem she had published and appears in the Library of Congress Book of Poetry. She was so proud of that accomplishment. She would have been so thrilled about me publishing a book, especially about the Seawolves. Some of you may have already read my first book A MAN RETURNS The Journey of a Seawolf, it was also titled after one of her poems A MAN RETURNS. Country Lane Dirt Road Beneath My Feet is a perfect fit for the title of this blog/book. It’s about growing up in the Pocono Mountains Pennsylvania where most of the roads were dirt. The poem just zips me back to those memorable childhood days, so without further ado let’s get started on the journey.
A COUNTRY LANE
Written by Joy E. Smith
Walking down a country lane, dirt road beneath my feet
I pass through todays and nows, until yesterday I meet
And dreams unfold of seasons dear, sun rising until dark
The days spent in adventures, my youth to leave a mark
I pick the berries warm and sweet, the briars hold no fear
So gently hold the Daisies, and feel the touch so near
The flowers of my youth are gone, but the fragrance still remains
And sometimes, in a quiet time ,the scent returns again
To unlock a rusty lock, with a forgotten rusty key
Then down a memory country lane, a youth again I’ll be