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County Roads
by Janis DianeThomas
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County Road 4782
Once a town stood here, now just a few
Piles of bricks, rotting boards
An iron bedstead, a rusting Ford
And the bright yellow flowers growing through
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
County Road 4581
Vines grow through broken windows where once
Someone watched for her company
Supper cooking, now that's gone away
But each spring old joy's seen in yellow clumps
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
County Road 4778
Now there's nothing behind that old gate
But the charred, blackened pile
Of a story told by fire
And each spring golden flowers bloom and wait
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
County Road 4782
Once a town stood here, now just a few
Piles of bricks, rotting boards
An iron bedstead, a rusting Ford
And the bright yellow flowers growing through
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
County Road 4581
Vines grow through broken windows where once
Someone watched for her company
Supper cooking, now that's gone away
But each spring old joy's seen in yellow clumps
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
County Road 4778
Now there's nothing behind that old gate
But the charred, blackened pile
Of a story told by fire
And each spring golden flowers bloom and wait
And the daffodils they mark
Where somebody placed her heart
Put down roots, made a home
The earth's salt
And what happened to her? Well
The daffodils will never tell
Dancing in wind to an East Texas waltz
