Let's Move to Tennessee

Where the stars shine a little brighter,

Where the grass is a little greener

With her floral forests of sprites and spirits

Dancing around in dresses of ferns and flowers

Ever present, the enchanting melody of brooks pouring over mountain’s sides

Where rain falls like sugar water from God’s cup

And birds sing sweetly in the early morning light.

Where the wind blows through the trees like an angel’s whisper,

“Come home to Tennessee”.

Minds are cast to no ocean’s side,

But the forests that grow both great and wide.

Streams that babble like babies coo

And each passing day will leave you anew.

There are no tropics or beaches,

Yet her heart is an exotic love.

Twisting are the vines of her creation,

Moving upwards to the sun.

Among her cities,

With their great stone walls,

And roads that sit wide as they scar her land

She is a beauty among the nations.

Her song is sung by the millions,

And millions yet to come.

With musicians playing in her streets,

Food plentiful and warm.

Her existence is my only solace,

As I am so far from her hearth.

Never mind the distance from her,

I will love her to the end of time.

She is my one and only

A love that will never die.

Each passing hour I think

Of the breeze catching me by surprise.

It rushes through the hills and trees

Tasting like honeysuckle and smelling of pine.