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I’m very much country


I grew up to country music.
Like a second skin, I wear it.
I breathe it, I tune in to it always.
A country music CD always playing.

There wasn’t a day I remember,
the radio wasn’t tuned to country.
In the background cowboy songs were heard.
And me, singing along, mostly off-key.

I love those voices with a country twang.
The sound of the fiddle in those cowboy songs,
sometimes sad, sometimes happy.
Hillbilly music is country music.

Country music always tell a story.
I have cried, I have laughed, I have danced.
And in the stillness of the night,
I relax listening to country music.

From Slim Whitman’s yodeling,
to the duelling of banjos,
if it has a twang and the fiddle,
this non-American enjoys country music.

My country kings and queens I have.
From Jim Reeves and Hank Williams
to Kitty Wells and Bonnie Owens, to name a few.
Nostalgic eras of country giants.

At family functions, country music dominates.
Line dancing, a full dance floor.
Talking and laughing, enjoying the music.
Oldies a favourite, country is great.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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