My eyes oft turn southward Memories stir of other days To a love forgotten not by time. I recall gentle southern ways. How my heart longs for home Where the stately live oaks loom. And the moss sways in the breeze Where the sweet magnolias bloom! Copyright © 2002 by Magnolia Memories May not be copied without written permission [ Home ] [ E-mail ] [ Webrings ] [ Gifts & Awards ] [ In Southern Fields ] [ I'm the South (Paul Ott) ] [ The Southern Girl ] [ Letter to a Soldier ] [ Victories of the Heart ] [ The South ] [ One More Day ] [ Confederate Memorial Day ] [ Rose O'Neal Greenhow ] [ If Tomorrow Never Comes ] [ Isabella (Belle) Boyd ] [ I am the South! ] [ Loreta Velazquez ] [ General Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson ] [ A QUIZ (how much do you know?) ] [ General Robert E. Lee ] [ Days Remembered ] [ Southern Strength ] [ Remember Me ] [ An Unknown Hero ] [ Florida in the War Between the States ][ Flower of Scotland ] [ The Blue and the Gray ] [ Southern Sayings ] [ The Southern Wagon ] [ The Language of the Fan ] [ The Battle Hymn Refuted ] [ Southern Belles ] [ His Grace is Amazing ] [ My Suit of Confederate Gray ] [ Steel Magnolias ] [ Chickamauga ] [ This is My South ] [ My South II ] [ The Stillness Of A Place Out Of Time ] SHARE THIS PAGE Enter Recipient's Email: MAGNOLIA A name of beauty tenderly in bloom A Southern Flower so rich and elegant to enhance any room. God's Creation and one of a kind The elegance is here 'till the end of time. ~Author Unknown~ DISCLAIMER: The pages on this website, unless specified, are not made with any particular person in mind and are certainly not done with any malicious intent. I wish all to enjoy their visit here.