Hackberry and red maple,
Pin oak and catalpa ~
Long fingered branches
Stretch across this
Narrow rural road somewhere
Between Lexington and Paris.

You can feel the air cool
As we leave the city behind,
Past barns,crossing StonerCreek,
pulling over toLet trucks pass.
Sharp scent of skunk,
Smell of a cattle farm and
The fresh green aroma
Of trees, fields and hay rolls.

My daughter provides
Well chosen country songs,
With banjo, fiddle and harmonica
Lending a nostalgic melody
To this backroad pilgrimage.

6/7/25
KW