Home towns are special - wherever you go-
And there are special little places where everyone goes.
There's one that is special - and dear to this
-writer's heart - it's Scotties.
It's snuggled in the West Virginia hills-
-In a town called "Elkins", I love so dear.
It's a place where old friends and new-
-come daily or weekly- to share hearts,
dreams, and news.
And always it seems to be busting at the "seams"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem