Thursday, July 25, 2013

I Like To Go Back




                                           I like to go back to the place I belong
                                           Those grassy hills where I loved to roam

                                           Where life is simple and the trees grow tall
                                           With love,faith and family, nothing is small

                                           Where the wind blows fresh and the air is clean
                                           The sky is more blue than I have ever seen

                                           The fields are bountiful as harvest time begins
                                           Plenty of eating when the snow falls again

                                           Kicking up my heels, old memories so dear
                                           Supper's on the table, still echoes so clear

                                           Playing outside all day, we had a creative touch
                                           Imagination was encouraged, we never had much

                                           I like to go back where families stayed together
                                           Endured struggles and trials through stormy weather

                                           When parents set an example to live by and grow
                                            Instilled in us dreams to carry onward as we go

                                           Where the Bible was read many a night and day
                                            At home and school we bowed our head to pray

                                           And God was in the middle of our everyday life
                                           We learned to lean through all struggles and strife

                                            It may not seem like much to this world today
                                            I will cherish it always until my dying day

                                            I like to go back to the place I belong
                                           Where faith, love and principles built a home

                                            Susie Swanson, 2013

30 comments:

  1. And what a lovely place to go back to! Very nicely done, Susie. Those old memories bring a smile to me.

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  2. No offense to our city friends but those of us who were fortunate enough to grow up in rural America and especially on a family farm well know the place of which you speak. Lessons learned from those times and places travel with us in our hearts where ever life carries us. Well said Susie!!!

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    1. You are so right on.. Welcome back, glad to see you on here.

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  3. Susie, I want to pack my bag and go back with you. I miss so many things from my past. Parents, friends, slower times. Please take care and thank you for your kind words when you visit.xoxo,Susie

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    1. Thank you Susie. You are welcome to come on down and we'll sit on the porch with a glass of Iced Tea and reminisce .. Hugs to you.

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  4. Precious. Reminds me so of my childhood and my parents.

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  5. Hi Susie, this is one of your most beautiful poems! It brought tears to my eyes, how I would love to go back to those days too. My life was different growing up in the city, but we had those same type of family dinners, simple playtimes and special childhood wonder. Our generation has seen life change so much. It reminds me of a line from one of my favorite movies called "Avalon". In this scene an old man is in a nursing home and he is telling stories to his grown grandson. He says: "If I had known that it was all going to change I would have tried to remember it harder".

    I love your poems Susie because you have such a wonderful way of bringing back to mind all these precious things that should never be forgotten. Have a wonderful evening and rest well!
    With Love Delisa :)

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    1. Aww, thank you so much my sweet friend. I love how you bring it all out and make me feel as if I'm there. Yes, things sure have come a long ways Hugs to you..xo

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  6. Oh, I love this poem, Susie. I am even going to show the girls. I like to go back too. It seems like things were a lot simpler then. Thank you for this poem today. I appreciate it so much.

    Love,
    ~Sheri

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    1. Thank you Sheri. I'm honored for you to share it with them. Love and blessings to you. xo

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  7. I like to go back there, too, in my memories. I'd like to take this country with me so perhaps things would change.

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  8. Amen to this poem....We --as a country--desperately need to 'go back'... Hubby and I were just talking about what is happening in our country, today in the car... SO SCARY.... Where is God? Where is family? Where are morals? Where is loyalty? OH---how we do need to 'go back'....

    Great poem, Susie.
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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    1. Thank you Betsy. We certainly do. I've asked the same questions myself over and over again.Hugs. xo

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  9. Oh this REALLY spoke to me. I would love to go back for a while to that very thing..my life when I was a girl. To the happy memories and activities and friends. xo

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    1. Thank you so much. That's what I try to remember the most.xo

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  10. I'm in agreement with Betsy's comment ~ totally!
    When I think of going back I guess I remember a time when there were no worries for a little girl who didn't have much, but neither did her friends. Then comes the teenage years and I don't want to go back to them. ;) I wonder ~ what will today's young people want to go back to? For how exciting is bending over a cell phone?

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    1. Thank you Charlotte. I agree and wonder myself. It's so sad to think about it. xo

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  11. Hi Susie,
    We just returned from a trip to a large city...and it is so wonderful to come back to where life is simple and the trees are tall! What a blessing to be able to live in a place where the modern world has not completely taken over.
    Blessings and love~ Lisa

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    1. Thank you Lisa and welcome back. Yes it is. I can't imagine living anywhere else. Blessings to you.

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  12. I know how you feel. I haven't been back to my birthplace in years, but every time I go I feel a deep sense of being connected to it. Lovely poem.

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    1. Thank you Lise. There's no place like going back home to our roots.

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  13. Memories ... this generation will never know the simple life as did we.

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  14. Oh my dear, that speaks for me as well. What a wonderful piece you have done for us here.

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  15. Wonderful poem, Susie. You've captured exactly the way I feel. This is one of your best poems.

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