The Kentucky Hills
It’s Maysville Kentucky’s own,
Laurie Ginn writing her poetry.
Snuggled down in the hills,
There’s no other place to be.
With an active happy life,
Her heart overflows with joy.
She loves our Heavenly Father,
And has two 6’2” teen boys.
She has a love for nature,
Being in the midst of conifers.
Hiking deep in the woods,
Is a spiritual experience to her.
Sitting outside under the stars,
Illuminated by the fire’s burning logs.
Listening to the beautiful music,
Created by the crickets and frogs.
No on can leave the campfire,
Until the fire burns out naturally.
For she can stop dead in the road,
Amazed by the beauty of a tree.
With a freedom to love and give,
She aids church and disturbed kids.
And when her music is turned up,
To turn it down she forbids.
Her words flow like the Ohio River,
Poetry Soup showcases her skills.
Her inspiration is all around her,
Nestled in the Kentucky hills.
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This poem is for Laurie Ginn,
a fellow souper and friend.
For her suppotive comments...
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