Country Colored Memories
I find peace in visiting the greens
All kinds of animal life seen
The tranquility of it all
Winter, spring, summer to fall
The swaying willow tree
The first to bloom, but last to flee
It takes my breath away
Inside I dance and sway
As the years speedily move along
My greens view keeps me strong
From the greens, I’ll never stray
I’ve given my heart away
little boys play for the momentsNever concerned over time spent As they climb up treesTheir muscles work with ease Little boys always are proneTo falls and sometimes broken bones Yet, they pick themselves upThey move on to bigger jumps young...
Goose and gander get togetherStick so close that they rub feathers They will stay paired up for lifeThe gander takes goose for his wife Little goslings are produced and learn to walkThey come running when mama honks Mama goose makes...
There are days when I think about my mama And I see her ways as she goes about her day as if she hasn’t a care in the world That is never true of just any mama, and with 14...
When daddy would make ice cream on a hot Saturday night he would pack in crushed ice and rocksalt just right he would turn and churn and churn vanilla dreams in our minds burned with every pull of the handle...
