Our Small South Georgia City Parkby Irvin Rozier

I'm sitting on a bench in our city park <BR>The day is fading fast, it's almost dark <BR>Children are laughing, playing and swinging <BR>I can hear some mockingbirds singing <BR><BR>My small town is quite old <BR>Many tales about our park can be told <BR>The tennis court is in disarray <BR>Where years ago this sport I did play <BR><BR>The War Memorials stand silent as a reminder <BR>Of the sacrifices paid to make our world kinder <BR>The nearby train depot was busy in the past <BR>I remember riding the passenger train, what a blast <BR><BR>Our small city park has hosted many events <BR>Not much rent is charged, just a few cents <BR>Weddings, carnivals, reunions and prayer meetings <BR>Where you were met with a smile and warm greetings <BR><BR>Blackshear, Georgia is where our park is at <BR>Come on down, hang up your hat <BR>Only five traffic lights in our little town <BR>God has blessed us, come on down <BR><BR>Copyright 2005, Irvin L. Rozier