Patricia Neely-Dorsey's
Reflections of a Mississippi Magnolia

 THE MAGNOLIA TREE

There's a majestic, old magnolia tree,

That stands in my front yard;

It's a tree that's grown there for ages,

And whose beauty you can't disregard.

She spreads her branches quite nobly,

And her stance is that of a queen;

She stretches her arms so commandingly,

As if certainly crying out to be seen.

She's the center of much activity,

And I know a squirrel family lives there;

I'm sure she affords them much comfort,

For her branches don't ever go bare.

There's so much that's gone on around her,

I'm sure that so much could be told;

But, she keeps  all her  secrets well guarded

And, simply, remains a sight to behold.  

 LET'S                                              

Let's go for a ride in the countryside, 

And make lots of stops along the way;

Let's soak in all the warm sunshine,

And create a perfect day.

Let's stop at some one's road side stand,

And maybe buy some fruit;

Let's pretend it's some great find,

 Just  like a pirate's loot.

Let's go inside a country store,

And have some bologna cut;

Let's sit outside and eat our fare,

Like some treasure from King Tut.

Let's always enjoy life's simple things,

And to their full extent;

Let's always spend these kinds of times,

And make it our intent.

Copyright 2008 Patricia Neely-Dorsey 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            roadside stand,                                       

 MISSISSIPPI MAN 

I want to enjoy my Mississippi man

On a Mississippi day

Soaking up some Mississippi sun.

I love the way we do Mississippi things

And have our Mississippi fun.

He makes me laugh a Mississippi laugh

And smile a Mississippi smile.

I guess, if he would ask me to,

I'd run a Mississippi mile.

Copyright 2008 Patricia Neely-Dorsey                             

When I look back on my life,
I think how wonderful it has been;
To have had the most wonderful parents of all,
And a host of wonderful friends.
My high school days were blissful,
And my college days so fun;
Fond memories are one thing for sure,
That I have by the ton.
I'm go glad that I grew up,
On Mississippi sod,
My t-shirt reads: "American by birth,
And Southern by the grace of God."
My life has been so wonderful,
I wouldn't change one condition;
As one friend of mine always says,
I should have paid admission.
Copyright 2008 Patricia Neely-Dorsey

Monday, December 7, 2009

Celebrating Magnolias

Stately Old Magnolia Tree

The Magnolia Tree

By Patricia Neely-Dorsey

There's a majestic, old magnolia tree,

That stands in my front yard;

It's a tree that's grown there for ages,

And whose beauty you can't disregard.

She spreads her branches quite nobly.

She stretches her arms so commandingly,

As if certainly crying out to be seen.

She's the center of much activity,

And I know a squirrel family lives there;

I'm sure she affords them much comfort,

For her branches don't ever go bare.

There's so much that's gone on around her,

I'm sure that so much could be told;

But she keeps all her secrets well guarded,

And simply remains a sight to behold.

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