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I don’t know no town,
like the old town
Even when the miles are many,
I feel like I’m still around….
like the old town
Even when the miles are many,
I feel like I’m still around….
The road I travel always brings me home. To the history inside me. Just a girl from Arkansas.
Where people are not perfect, but real. These people who shaped me and call me one of their own. We speak as if in mid-conversation, even though it’s been years.
These do-anything-for you-no-matter-what people.
The junior high sits empty but the memories remain. Takes me back to those autumn nights. Hometown bleachers packed real tight…
The town seems small, the trees huge, grown up around the stories imprinted on our hearts. Memories of first grade, first kiss, first everything.
The place I’m reminded of what’s important and good, unnoticed at the time, lost and forgotten by the wider world.
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| Brinkley Chapel |
Those who never left may not understand. Or maybe they knew all along.
I breathe it in, hold it inside and take it with me.
I usually take one last pass through town
Stop the car and touch the ground….
Somethin’ fore I go.
In memory everything seems to happen to music.~ Tennessee Williams
Beautifully written and true, Talya! Have I told you lately what an amazing writer you are?…I have?…Okay!…Well, take what I said before, and double it!…You have an amazing talent for writing!…And you’ve got me feeling mighty homesick, girlfriend!=)
Thank you!
So beautiful! I love that old Cottonwood Corner sign. Do you think we could move it down in front of the Bat Cave? OR, maybe we need to just have a Bat Cave sign. I loved this.
Whenever I see a picture of Brinkley Chapel Baptist Church, I think of the Sweet girls, the Davis boys, aunts, uncles, long velvet dresses, my daddy leading the singing, my mother sitting by Talya, Staci sitting by me on the piano bench, and above all, wonderful Christmas programs.Yeah! Talya’s Mom (theBat)
“Every place is someone’s place to remember.” “Arkansas, you run deep in me!” Quotes by Talya Tate Boerner.
Thanks Momma. Yes, I think we need to move that sign before it’s gone.
Beautiful!
thank you 🙂
Nothing like home!
You’ve put the perfect words to my thoughts …
I think this was one of your best to date! I love reading them.
Thank you Robin!
Very poetic! With not much more tweaking, it could be a poem. Or perhaps it was already a poem? Good post.
Pat it’s funny you say that – I did tweak it yesterday and made it more poem-like:) Thanks! T.