(Nature/Poem) These Beautiful Appalachian Hills

These Beautiful Appalachian Hills

 

These beautiful hills of east Tennessee

The Smokey’s so beautiful, all natural

A gem of nature, for all, so pleasing to see

Can the eye see, what was, what is, what will be

 

Appalachia, scenic, pleasing to one’s senses

People so poor, yet so kind, southern hospitality

Raised with tobacco, coal, and dirt in our blood

Heads bowed on the Sabbath or the First

Like we know we all should, give the Lord thanks

 

Blue Ridge Mountains of southwest Virginia

Iron Ridge, Twin County, Carol and Grayson

Twin sisters in nature, the people are one

Our love is not money The Lord come’s first

 

Tread lightly on that which you love

Walk to heavily, you crush all that is good

Consider that what you see, given by Grace

God’s nature is that which you breathe

 

Do not let that which you love, be trashed

Treat your gifts like one that you truly love

From the Smokey’s to the Blue Ridge Mountains

A gift we are given by Grace so blessed to call home

 

 

(Nature/Poem) These Beautiful Appalachian Hills

These Beautiful Appalachian Hills

 

These beautiful hills of east Tennessee

The Smokey’s so beautiful, all natural

A gem of nature, for all, so pleasing to see

Can the eye see, what was, what is, what will be

 

Appalachia, scenic, pleasing to one’s senses

People so poor, yet so kind, southern hospitality

Raised with tobacco, coal, and dirt in our blood

Heads bowed on the Sabbath or the First

Like we know we all should, give the Lord thanks

 

Blue Ridge Mountains of southwest Virginia

Iron Ridge, Twin County, Carol and Grayson

Twin sisters in nature, the people are one

Our love is not money The Lord come’s first

 

Tread lightly on that which you love

Walk to heavily, you crush all that is good

Consider that what you see, given by Grace

God’s nature is that which you breathe

 

Do not let that which you love, be trashed

Treat your gifts like one that you truly love

From the Smokey’s to the Blue Ridge Mountains

A gift we are given by Grace so blessed to call home

 

 

East Tennessee

 

East Tennessee is now home for my family

Friendly, quiet, and pretty with it’s changing leaves

I hope, I pray that no more will we roam.

 

Born in the Blue Ridge of Old Dominion

My parents took us our leave

The beautiful Black Hills of Dakota

Then to the land of Mr Lincoln

Where now my Mom and Dad do lay.

 

Many places within the Eagle

Are places I have lived on my own

From the great Lone Star to the Seminole

Many other addresses my own.

 

Met my bride in the Ozark

Ocala, made her my Queen

Three more times we did travel

The choices I left up to her.

 

The third choice the charm

We planted in East Tennessee

It was land my Bride had not seen

The awe inspiring Great Smoky Mountains

The land of Crockett and the great Cherokee.

 

Here the people so friendly and kind

People here will help clothe you and feed you

Even if you are down on your dime

East Tennessee the home I have always hoped to find.