My Worn Country Road Poem by Marilyn Lott

I love my worn country road
For it takes me back you see
To the old place where I was raised
Amongst green fields and trees

I could find my home easily
For I’d follow along the fence
Nothing much has changed
I’ve been there many times since

Some of the old homesteads
Look old and in disrepair
At times when I’m kinda lonely
I might shed a few damp tears

Neighbors have raised families
Just the same as mine
Kids now grown and left home
Lord, it’s been a long time

But I’m sure there will come a day
That some fresh families and abodes
Will sprout up just like seedlings
Right down my country road!