Can't Seem to Find Honeycomb Valley

I can’t seem to find Honeycomb Valley

Instead what I found was a dark filthy alley

Got to make it to the High School football rally

But what about poor Johnny and Sally?

Seems there was a traffic snarl on the main avenue

Time of the season the bumper croppers driving through

The two lane blacktop from a squirrel’s point of view

No acid rain falling from a sky so blue,

The hayride to look forward to come fall

Your favorite horse waits for feed in his stall

Loading hay bales to six foot tall

Still time left to toss the baseball,

Listening to local speeches on the town square

Some farmers get bored and just sit and stare

A child proud that mother and father are there

Looking forward to the arrival of the county fair,

That crazy rooster crows all day

The family cat stalks mice but the hens will stay

Most of the townspeople remember to pray

Grandfather snores at the end of the day,

The family dinner such a delight

Mama’s made fried chicken tonight

Now that the sunset is just about out of sight

The crickets conduct a symphony for the night,

The kitty in the window wants to be outdoors

Mama just finished sweeping the floors

All the boys finally finished their chores

Chill of the evening slips through the screen door,

The way things were long before

Before we subscribed to the politics of war

So much different than what we used to adore

Our enemies have invaded from across the ocean shore.