Country Colored Memories
You are my sweet little bird
Finally, you made your voice heard
You came in with your song
Looking for the right to wrong
You were solid with your flock
Just a few species left to unlock
When the predator that you met
Your power she sought, but did not get
Little bird, you look so small
I’m amazed, you did not fall
Your sweet song loud and clear
I’m so happy I got to hear
How my sweet little bird flew away
I will always remember your visit to my way
Love speaks to the daughter of my heartThe first breath she drew was the start Brown eyes full of smilesI could look at her for miles She brought happiness to my daysA sweet child with no ugly ways She gathered...
Dark clouds pass by and block the sun Causing difficult days for everyone Never feel hopeless or give in to complaining Disturbing times can be compassion training I’ll say this: Take it for what it is worth For a silver...
The woman recalls a time in her young life at schoolwhen she was in second grade, the teacher thought it would be cool if each child wrote a story about their mothersomething sweet, special from some time or another The...
A cowboy tends cattle on big ranches; he can be called a herder traditionally on horses performing a multitude of ranch-related orders The historic American Cowboy of the late 19th century Arose from the vaqueros of northern Mexico, you see...