Friday, December 31, 2010

Just A Country Girl

I've walked down country roadsand through winding trails. Built a playhouse in the woods and became tough as nails. Ate fresh vegetables from a garden as fast a they could grow. Canned food in mason jars enough to last the winter snow.Oh the patience of wash day became the whole day at the most. Clotheslines were hung a plenty and even on the fence posts. Picked blackberries in the summer, jelly and jam making began. The itching was so unpopular when the chiggers settled in.Pieced quilt scrapes together and learned from the very best. Patched holes in the knees of britcheswas the worse job, I do confess. Milking time with the cow was an experience by far. But that good homemade buttermilk was the best from the churn jar.Carried in the night's wood and buckets of water from the spring. Being raised in a big family water and wood was a popular thing. Playing hop-scotch in the yard after the yard was swept clean. Never did have any grass, no need for a mowing machine. Counting stars and lieing in a field on a country moon-light night.Or watching the clouds form every imaginary shape in sight. Talking country is my way and I may stand apart. But I'm proud of my country roots and my big country heart. I'm just a country girl that's all I've ever known. Cut from a country pattern born, bred and grown.     Susie Swanson

4 comments:

  1. Susie,
    I like your blog very much. It's beautiful and the poems are great. I like this essay a lot, too. It sure brings back many memories of my growing up here in the mountains, too. Keep up the good work. Your blog is super.

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  2. You have many of the same memories as I do growing up in West Virginia. Keep writing and keep being 'just a country girl.'

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  3. Thank you for stopping by and I'm so happy to have found your blog. I bet West Virginia is such a beautiful state. would love to visit it sometime. Probably like N.C. in some ways. yes being a country girl is all I'v ever known. I have so many memories of the past, I can't stop writing about them. Thank you again.

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  4. I love reading your poems,,,so many memories they bring back to my mind. Can't wait to get Echoes of Time

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