The tall pines stand with queenly grace,

Where gentle breezes blow,

And all along the water’s edge,

The oleanders glow.

The river ripples in the wind,

Boats drift with ebbing tide,

Nor need a hand on the helm,

There graceful course to guide

Oh, It’s lovely on the Halifax,

Where tides ebb with sea,

And down in Dixie’s paradise,

Is the WONDER PLACE to be.

I like to gaze up in the blue,

Reflected here below,

I like to watch the graceful boats,

As up and won they go.

I like to live in Dixie Land,

Where joy and peace and mirth,

Seems just a little different,

Than any place on earth.

Katherine Carey-Place 1878-1934

Copyright Roy Richard