My Georgia

You’re not the same place I fell in love with in our wild hours of youth.

The hills and creeks where we played look so much smaller these days.

I’m still proud of the way I left you behind and never went back.

But I miss the endless car rides where I’d sing along to your old James Taylor CD’s.

I keep wanting to run home after all this time, even if it’s nothing more than a security blanket now.


I’m calling out to my Georgia, but Georgia stopped calling back to me.

God’s standing next to me while you run away from my outstretched hands .

I could come back if you’d only show me the places you hide in.

I wish I could rediscover those hills and creeks with shallow imprints of you and me.

Because there is time yet to play before the sun goes down.


Song: Let Me Down Easy – Andrea Von Kampen


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