🎙️ Growing Up Country
A gritty slice of urban life — voiced by the author.
“Growing Up Country”
The poem Growing Up Country reflects on a childhood shaped by rural life, hard work, and nature’s rhythms.
It captures the grit and grace of farm living—early mornings, labor in the fields, weather's harshness,
and the simple joys of homemade meals and moonlit nights.
Through vivid imagery and heartfelt memories, it honors the strength, resilience, and deep-rooted identity
formed by growing up close to the land.
🖋️ Beneath Shifting Skies
Where Thoughts Take Flight
Growing Up Country
Country living came my way,
On fertile ground, I toiled each day.
Planting fields in springtime’s light,
Learning grew as crops took flight.
A southern breakfast, dawn to start,
Then to the fields with willing heart.
The north wind blew, the seasons spun,
Too much work and too little fun.
In pouring rain, we fed the stock,
Through biting wind and weather’s knock.
The mud clung thick—a stubborn stain,
Then sun broke through to ease the strain.
Homemade meals at morning light,
Fresh-dug taters, seasoned right.
A feast laid out come mid-July,
With watermelon wine to try.
A bond was formed through nature’s way,
A sleeping bag where moonlight lay.
Thunder rolled, coyotes cried,
Storm clouds tore through the sky that night.
Country life shaped who I am,
Calloused hands from working land.
Through trials, toil, and winds that blew,
Growing up country—the life I knew.