THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

This house

surrounded by cotton fields

sits by the side of Highway 51, the road I (and many others) take "going to town" as we country folk say when we, well, ...go to town.

A favorite little poem of my late father's came to mind:

The House by the Side of the Road

by Sam Walter

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,

Where the race of men go by -

They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,

Wise, foolish - so am I.

Then why should I sit in th scorner's seat,

Or hurl the cynic's ban?

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,

And be a friend to man.

Have a lovely day!

-Mug