The Danville Boy Poem by Ronald Kerst

The Danville Boy



I grew up in the midwest
where the air was fresh and clean.
Small-town living was at it's best
and life was so serene.

The calmness of this city life
was just not right for me...
So I packed my band into a van
to go out and chase a dream.

We finalized our good-bye's
Friends waved as we passed by.
The band and I had opportunity
and it was time for us to fly.

We played the game from Champaign
and booked from here to there.
In search of fame..we made a name
while playing everywhere.

The band became my family
and the road turned into time.
I never got my name in the hall of fame
but I made the marquee sign.

Rock and Roll took it's toll
as the music filled my veins.
The Danville boy from Illinois
came back home again.

I encourage music
and if music is what you love.
Then go ahead chase that dream
for it's a gift from up above.




Ronald Kerst

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Bill Grace 27 February 2012

Enjoyed your poem. Bill Grace

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