Lead Me To Where I Belong...

The steps I take are small as I am walking the narrow road,
All of the trees are alive and ready to explode.
The leaves are falling left and right onto the ground,
I feel the wind in my face, but yet it makes not a sound.

The beauty I am seeing is from the past,
I take a picture in my mind to forever last.
Memories are flooding in like gates opened wide,
The wonderful things I am seeing, in my heart they will reside.

Nothing could beat this feeling down so deep,
Again I am in thought, I almost weep.
As a child I walked these roads without care,
Never knowing that a day would come when I wouldn't be there.

Everything seems smaller but still big in my mind,
I only wish for a moment I could go back, my life could rewind.
But as time presses on I know that I am getting older,
But my home is the same, still beautiful, yet bolder.

Should I die here, just lie me under a tree,
Upon a mountain top, at home is where I will be.
As my favorite time of year arrives, my heart will stay,
Although I am just a shell of a body, my remains as clay.

The crisp air will be a reminder of my life that I once had,
Please don't mourn for me, for the chance to live here, I am glad.
My soul will move on to be with God, but you can find me here,
A glimpse of me walking down the same road, I will not shed a tear.

A fall rain is coming down upon my head,
I lie down on the grass, this is where I make my bed.
The leaves are still falling to the rhythm of a song,
West Virginia take me, lead me to where I belong.

Brandy Perry Cato
Age:29


Dedicated to the ones who live for what's real.


Photo courtesy of my Grandma...You really love the spirit of West Virginia..as I do. Thank you for the pictures.

Heavenly Drive, South Charleston, West Virgina..October, 2007