Mother was a Rose
I saw a rose in winterStanding tall, displaying rare beauty it reminded me of my motherLike an Oak tree straight and steady Surviving the snows that cover her onlymakes...
- January 8, 2022
Molly Bee
ABOUT ME
What was life like with 14 brothers and sisters growing up in the country? In our Hillside family, numerous situations instilled memories as vivid in my mind today as if they were yesterday. In any family, there are good and bad times. I choose only to color my memories of my country's childhood experiences with the good ones by using rhythmic stories. I hope you will enjoy them.
I write about life and the nature around us.