Sweet Tennessee
Drove past Ohio and Indy with no regret
Left P.A. and Kentucky without a fret
I’ve been through Georgia and Illinois
Both those states to me, annoy
Not Michigan, Virginia or Caroline
Can compare to the one I love so fine
So in this state I’ll forever be
With my Sweet Cyndi, Tennessee
Over hills and knobs and mountains tall
I’ve hiked and biked or saw them all
Over lakes and creeks and rivers wide
I’ve waded, swam, or on boats did ride
In many other states I’ve done the same
But for apples to oranges they’re all just lame
There is but one state I’ll forever be
With my Sweet Cyndi, Tennessee
A little over two years ago I moved from Michigan to Tennessee to be with the one I love. This was likely the biggest decision I’d ever make in my life and I am very pleased that I did make the correct decision, Prior to actually packing my stuff up and hauling it through five states I only talked to Cyndi on the phone and have a few brief instances of seeing her on a web cam. Granted, we talked for thousands of hours on the phone (yes, thousands!) but up till that fateful day in the parking lot of Hardies, I had yet to physically meet her. But I guess, I’m not really writing about her, though, none of what I’m going to say later could have ever happened with out her (so for that I’ll be forever grateful).
I was born in Texas, then moved around a bit for the first two years of my life, then was raised in Michigan. I spent the better part of 30 years there and was happy with my life. One of the biggest joys staying up there was camping, hiking, fishing, and otherwise being outside in nature. I spent time in little forests and big lakes and loved every moment of it. I’ve been up upper Michigan, Ohio, Indiana, and even once got to spend a little time in Pennsylvania and Virginia. I positively loved the mountains in PA and always wanted to return there. I even, for a time, wanted to move, but could never have afforded such a transition, so I just pushed such notions to the back of my mind as flights of fancy.
Then once lazy afternoon I met this wonderful woman, Cyndi. We were a match made in the heavens, put together by the gods of love, as I’ve never found a more perfect match. There was a slight problem though, and that was the 5 state commute to go see her. So hell or high water, I sold my house and made the fateful trip I mentioned above. I didn’t get a chance to drive through Pennsylvania on the way down here, but that was really OK, I got to ride through Kentucky, and the two look pretty much alike, but neither come close to comparing the mountains here. I can feel the magick, I can smell it in the air, I can bath within its rivers, I can wade through it’s creeks and valleys. Not only did my heart of hearts find it’s home here, so did my body and soul.
So it’s in Tennessee, and with my sweet Cyndi that I want to spend the rest of my life, and this is where I’ll want my body to rest when I pass on to the other side.