I am

Backwater spit runs deep in my veins

My feet sink deep in the red clay

Magnolia wrapped steel strengthens my will

Scuppernong wine lingers on my lips

Lightning bugs stay captured in the twinkle of my eye

Sapphire sky stretches its arms wide

Rain frogs croak their melody just for me

Crickets join in the rousing symphony

I am blueberries eaten straight from the branch

Shucked corn that lets you feel it's silk

Beans that snap so green with a pop

Peaches begging to be plucked

Squirting in your mouth their sweetness

Firecrackers that sizzle in sweltering heat

Showcasing their sparkle with pride

Music that pulls you hips to sway

A voice that melts your inhibitions

Stubborn is my stock

Proud is my chin

Beautiful is my nature

Powerful are my storms

I am the South