Country at Heart

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

3/20/2011