American Kountry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A morning of bewildered thought, jumping and twisting itself
into scores of beauty, tickling interior scents of heaven's
gardens with rhythmical incisiveness and talent.

American Kountry wrecking havoc with reality's images, while
taking us down avenues of fragrant melodies, touching our
minds with an excellent quality and perfect pitch in tune
with imagination's design.

Stepping in time with every beat and note of equality we
enjoy immensely, the country-western band performing before
us.

Calling us to an awareness of nature through melodies being
played, we totally love keeping time with musical motion,
loudly surrounding us with it's capriciousness.