What is Kerrville?

What is Kerrville?
To me, it’s a sacred ground
Where songs are the prayers
and I get lost in the one place I feel found
There the language is music
And fingers dance with care
As they swim across guitar strings
Fluttering through the air
It’s a place where you’re not judged
And your voice is always heard
A place where you wake up
And the first sound you hear is a songbird
Politics and religion don’t divide us
We are all one
And we believe we are all connected
We are apart of the sun

When you see welcome home
With beautifully painted white letters
In front I see him place the stones
And red, green and yellow plastic
feathers
Its mix master with red shirts worn
Seeing storp written on a stop sign
seeing this world untorn
knowing everything is going to be fine

walking Around the big green meadow
Searching for my dear old friends
A year since we’ve said hello
These friendships that don’t have ends
kerrparents John and Mary
giving hugs with a smile on their face
It’s John finding watermelon unnecessary
And them giving me a sweet from a peach place
seeing Ken play at camp stupid
And eating burgers late at Camp Buyou Love
being surrounded by folk music
And bugs I don’t know the name of

It’s going to the Music Camp for Teens
lying about my age at 10
the wonderful John and Francine
thanking a stick bug for Austin my friend
It’s the staff giving an opportunity
For me to get up on stage
It’s about making a little community
So that I don’t have to be afraid
It’s about going on a canoe trip
With bill Oliver and Noodles
It’s hoping that the boat won’t flip
And I won’t get bit by anything unusual

Mr.pancake singing silly songs
Jena and Mathew writing poetry
Susan Roads taking pictures all day long
The best music of the century
Loose helping me play the bass
Annie keeping beat with her body
Looking at a smile on everyone’s face
Remember the things that everybody told me

working backstage for performers
keeping the green room clean
seeing Dallis being a supporter
She’s the heart of this magnificent machine
She’s standing at her desk smiling
with Dove Dark Chocolate in her hand
listening to performers inspiring
Making it feel like a dreamland
seeing Rossi, Doc, Fish, and Dave
Smile as I go by
black shirts buzzing bees swarming sound waves
I’m Fascinated by how they fly

But most of all it would have to be
Singing heal in the wisdom at night
another goodbye still hard for me
We all hold each other so tight
each note we sing with love in our hearts
Crying with our fellow man
We all sing in harmony parts
“One day together we’ll heal in the wisdom and we’ll understand”

Kerrville means everything to me
I wouldn’t be the same without it
And though this poem is not complete
I still felt the need to say it
You may be three hours away
But there are wonders that you have shown
Someday I want to be onstage and play
But forever I will call you HOME


Austin High School

Sophomore

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