A small rural town
Is where I’m from
I know the name
Of everyone
Family values
I have learned
A college degree
Is what I’ve earned
No jobs in this town
Just the family farm
With a clapboard house
That has lots of charm
A major city
Where buildings are tall
Is where I’ll live
This coming fall
No rolling hills
Or pretty trees
With autumn leaves
Before the first freeze
To my hometown
There’s no going back
I need to move on
My bags I’ll pack
I’m sad to be leaving
Family and friends
Perhaps I’ll return
When my career ends
By, Randee Saber 7/18/06
