Blue Ridge Banjo

Musical Grazing Into The Horizon

Blue Ridge Banjo

Closed our eyes and everything changed
and the banjo played upstairs;
Big trucks disturbed the quiet
Cows just stood their ground and stared

Opened our hearts to try to forgive
and the banjo played upstairs;
Moving dirt to and fro
and the basset hound snored in rhythm

It was grand....

Beckoned our better natures
and the banjo played upstairs;
Daffodils didn't know the difference ~
winding trails took us home

Welcome our souls into a certain cattery
and the banjo played upstairs;
Spring turned into summer
Shenandoah River never fails

It was super fine...

Kissed one final mountain view goodbye
Peace blankets the vista;
Bovines grazing into the horizon
Let the banjo stay upstairs

Into the silence we go...


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This poem is entered in "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest"