No two people
ever conceived by God
could possibly be more alike than us
We live our lives in perpetual hope
of Country Time Lemonade commercials
and old reruns of “Leave it to ******
We hope that, around the next bend
on a dusty, sun streaked road
we will find our Mayberry
That place where old men
weighing down sagging porches
speak in parable of better times
That place where young mothers
perpetually in their Sunday best
push strollers edged in brick-a-brack
That place where little boys
have impossibly grass stained knees
at the edge of muddy fishing holes
That place where little girls
pick Black-Eyed Susan's in verdant fields
and play at getting married while the little boys flee in terror
That place where dapper fathers
mow lawns in their shirtsleeves
and tip their pipes to one another in the falling afternoon sun
Together, we dream of this place;
this ideal;
this America.
Together we dream and, together, we continue
down that old dirt road;
hoping to find Mayberry
just around the next bend.
Mar 15, 2010
Mar 15, 2010 at 6:54 PM UTC
No two people
ever conceived by God
could possibly be more alike than us
We live our lives in perpetual hope
of Country Time Lemonade commercials
and old reruns of “Leave it to ******
We hope that, around the next bend
on a dusty, sun streaked road
we will find our Mayberry
That place where old men
weighing down sagging porches
speak in parable of better times
That place where young mothers
perpetually in their Sunday best
push strollers edged in brick-a-brack
That place where little boys
have impossibly grass stained knees
at the edge of muddy fishing holes
That place where little girls
pick Black-Eyed Susan's in verdant fields
and play at getting married while the little boys flee in terror
That place where dapper fathers
mow lawns in their shirtsleeves
and tip their pipes to one another in the falling afternoon sun
Together, we dream of this place;
this ideal;
this America.
Together we dream and, together, we continue
down that old dirt road;
hoping to find Mayberry
just around the next bend.
Copyright Ellen Elizabeth Farris 2010