Country at Heart
I always love to visit the city,
Where I can find most anything,
But I was born in the mountains,
Where each breeze seems to sing.
Some call it Mountain Fever,
Some say it's just insane,
I love to drink the mountain air,
Love to taste the summer rain.
I believe John Denver had it right,
"Almost Heaven" is what I see,
I can act sophisticated,
But country roots run deep in me.
I head to the city to dance a while,
Maybe walk on a marble floor,
Kick off my shoes when I head home,
I'll be country until I breathe no more.
© Dianna Doles-Petry