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The Country Home

Walking along the country road

In the distance stands our home

With fields of hay and lush green grass

Where deer and wild pheasant roam

The big old oak tree stands alone

And a tire swing is hanging low

I watch as laughter fills the air  

As little brother swings to and fro

On the porch Grandpa sits in rocking chair

While Mama's making dinner inside 

Grandma sweeps the dirt from porch steps

And in the pond ducks gracefully glide

The farm tractor roaring on the hill

With Daddy preparing the fertile ground

To plant the fields with golden corn

As all this adds to the country sound

Oh the memories of those bygone days

Of our family life so long ago 

Where in the distance down the road

Stood the country home that I miss so.

Toni Taddeo ~ 4-17-2011