GRANDAD WAS
GRANDAD WAS I never had my heart stolen by anyone so grand as when I was three and discovered my sweet granddad. My memories only go...
Trail of Tears
The little girl was displaced, Regarded as trash, a scorned race. The Indian Removal Act, An ugly governmental fact. Their ancestral homeland, The government banned. West...
Flickering Flame
The flickering flame of lifeFilled with anguish and strife Trying to stay alightThough wind rolls into fright Our lives experience manyDays of happiness and plenty Working...
A COWBOY WAY
A Book about Cowboysby Molly Watson – Down a dusty roadThe Look of the Cowboy’s Weathered FaceThe look of the cowboy’s weathered faceHis outdoor life lines...
The Heart of a Rose
Shakespeare once wrote: “Of all flowers,methinks Rose is best.”But, still, I think there is a beautywhen rose petals are at rest The Rose is an elegant,...

