Drive the long way home down the scenic road
Where the sun shines bright and the river flows
See the mountainside and the vast blue sky
Feel the cool breeze blow and watch the birds fly high
Drive me home to the place I know where I learned how to live and I learned to grow
Looking up at the trees that stretched for miles and miles
Running around flower fields with great big smiles
Ride my bike through the neighborhood, thinking, life would always be this good
My home will always be a part of me but that life is now a memory
So, drive the long way home down the scenic road
Where the sun shines bright and the river flows
Alane Nickel • Sep 21, 2023 at 7:40 pm
What a lovely tribute to your first home. You captured it well.
Noah Willoughby • Sep 20, 2023 at 10:08 am
Amazing words! I am so proud of you!
Mike • Sep 19, 2023 at 4:36 pm
Outstanding. Love it.
Kiffin Hope • Sep 19, 2023 at 2:38 pm
Lizzie, this brings tears to my eyes as I think about the twelve wonderful years of living in Missoula, Montana. A very reflective and heartfelt poem.