Country Colored Memories
A mother’s fears
may last for years
As her children grow
A mother will know
problems will mount
Too many to count
a broken arm, a scrape or bruise
A mother never gets to choose
she gives a hug and a kiss
silently she makes a wish
a mother does her best each day
she hopes and wishes, but mostly prays
It happened one day in Burgess General storeAbout five minutes after we went in the door the temperature had risen and it was a scorcher outsidewhen we went in, it wasn’t much cooler inside Robin spotted the Popsicles through the...
The milk run was a necessary measureFor my sister and me it was a weekly pleasure We would go down the hill in our western flyer wagonOur baby sister road along with hands on the sides trying to hold on...
The wheelwright cut, chiseled, fashioned, and shaped. wheels from wood are what he made The craft of the wheel Wright was high in demand all of it made and shaped by his hand Over rocky roads carrying heavy loads that...
When you miss laughing with your daughtersIt’s ok to Cry a river; it’s only puddles of water The Days are gone. You cannot reclaimLife moves on, bringing a harsher game The only comfort is in knowingDaughter’s lives are in front...