From Sherry's Place

 

 

WEST VIRGINY
 
 
 
That ole west Virginy`s floodin
runt us`ins outer ar ole family`s ancestral home,
We stood and watched those waters rise
til all we had ter ar names was gone.
 
As we left those ole Virginny hills
I seen for the first time my Pa Pa cry,
As we traveled to the north through the star lit night
I heard his anguished voice whisper` Lord why?
 
Though I quietly listened,I didn't hear no answer
so I left him to his unanswered prayer,
Us kids were wrapped in neighbor given blankets
bound for Ohio ...with daddy`s twin brother
 a`waiting fer us there.
 
Well, Uncle then got daddy a job in a day or two
a`driving like himself an Akron city bus,
We were left with no other alternate choices
so we all settled with little fuss.
(Though, only
 
Now, daddy was a country`s proud man
and he worked for that company til retirement,
Still he kept the hill country memories for us alive
and perseverance was his hanging on cement.
 
Funny, now that I`m old and gray
I smile in remembrance of sitting at daddy's knee,
With him saying to all of us eight kids
if you`ll work hard and study
you can be anything you want to be,
Just you remember,your nothing,
without truths credibility!
 
He`d then smile and say Ok, kids it`s bed time
and tomorrow's another working day,
Make sure you give thanks for this days blessings
as ya`ll bow your heads to pray.
 
2004
 
Author: Sherry Kersey
Music: Rj`s Midi`s & Wav`s
Tune: Country Roads
Footnote
 This poem based on a true story of a long ago met friend in So. Carolina.
We even weathered a No. Carolina hurricane together,
then she married and went to California, while I went north to Illinois.
We stayed in touch now and then throughout the years
and have been fast friends now for 40 years.
Sadly, she had a major car accident in California about 15/20 years ago now,
but with the mishap she lost all our youthful travel memories.
`It was a miracle she didn't lose her life!
She cant afford a computer, on her disability,
 so we have memory trailing jamboree`s via the telephone.
Previous to this:
Her dad worked in coal mines for 19 years.
Also drove  coal truck, bread truck, and had a tiny general groc. store.
All was wshed away with the flood.
 
 
 
 
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