Portsmouth Boys

Portsmouth Boys

We headed north from the big river, looking for an idea

Following a path blazed by the Indians, called Route 23
Along the river named by them, the Scioto, towards the lakes named for them

We had studied the three R's for in school for 8, 10 or 12 years

Graduating "magna cum laude" in Readin,' Ritin,' and Route 23
The road beckoned us with the stories sent back by others gone before

Some of us made it in stages, stopping at Dayton or Columbus

Some of us came straight away, not stopping along the way
But all of us came for a reason, to find that job was only a part of it

In our youth, we liked to cut it up and have a good time
But we worked as hard as we played, not forgetting the reason
We made new friends, bonded with old friends and started families

While we came here to the north, some for a short time and others for good

Home for us was always an abstract thing, where we were at was not home
For we never forgot, where we came from and who we were

Portsmouth Boys, not afraid of making a journey, taking a chance and to make a new life...

By Patrick R. Saunders, 01.07.2012