The Village Wimberley

The Village Wimberley short poem

Uploaded by Marnie McGregor

There is a small town in Texas state
where time ambles by at a slower kind of pace.
Known as the hill country by all who reside
and bounded by a river, through Hays County side.

Wimberley village is of its name,
where most of the wildlife is virtually tame.
What to do in small sleepy town, did I hear you say;
well have I got news for you and it’s on the way.

For all you thrill seekers and dare devil souls,
you have just met your match at ole Jacobs Well.
There is actually much history to this little place
and if you look very carefully, I know you will find.

Near the top of my bucket list it surely is,
and one day soon I will be on my way.
Sshh, I hear a soft whisper on the clear night air.
Oh village Wimberley it’s just you,
calling my name.

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