My East Texas Town
Emerging out of the rolling pastures and forests,
And marked by that old green sign, my small East Texas town begins
I am greeted by well kept lawns and hedges
The smell of barbecue and children playin'
Some strangers waving and some peeking around the edges
I continue my journey and the landscape begins to change
Royal Oaks, majestic Pines, and lonely Magnolias appear
The types of homes seem to range
Those historic homes remain as they have the last hundred years
While others have recently sprouted
Once again the landscape evolves
I cross the railroad tracks and a new atmosphere emerges
Not quiet, not loud, impossible to describe yet typical
New cars and trucks surround centarian bricks
Just as it was many years in the past, almost stereotypical
But alas my journey goes on,
To the most important place of all
Into the yard treading upon fallen pecans
I open the door and give the custom greeting of 'hey y'all!'
To a humble father, a loving mother
The excited sister, and the curious brother
We say a prayer around the dinner table and end it with "Amen!"
I feel at home once again