Yankee Go Home

You courted a force of nature
A sassy Southern girl with
Molasses in her voice and
Eyes like an adventure
Waiting to happen

In the heat of Alabama summer
We wed beneath an oak tree
And joined the spruce and the magnolia
Not knowing there are many
Kinds of evergreen

I followed you from my homeland
Not recognizing your ways or
The way wind and water combine
To make a storm that can
Tear houses apart

I took root in a fertile place
But everything I planted
Refused to grow and all
The fruits I sought to bear you
Withered on the vine

It has been ten years of wind
And strange weather
Of cold and hostile people
And now I am a fading flower
White leaves turned brown and curling

My ways are not your ways
And my days are marked now by
The feeling that I may never sing again
You are still the man I love but
The sorghum stiffens when the mercury drops

I will never leave you and you will
Never leave your home so what
Does that make meóa fool who
Sold her birthright or just another woman
Who sacrificed herself for love

I keep asking but Iíve learned not to expect an answer
Written by FindingZoe
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