Country Colored Memories
It is the blank pages
The Lost Children’s stages
Days of laughter
That filled my rafters
It hit my brain
That is my sad refrain
What was missing
My constant wishing
The sounds of giggles
The playing and wiggles
Sweet smiling faces
No stressful traces
So deathly quiet
I miss the riots
Those days have now gone
No more happy songs
Old age moves along…
Three brothers taking care of sisters So happy I grew up with junior misters Paving the way throughout the years Alleviating all their little Sisters fears Worry’s about the school bus ride When we were feeling the need to hide...
Grandma would arrive at pea picking time every yearTo give my mama a hand with the canning she made clear She gave all of us a job to do and checking out the pea patch was given to meShe told...
when I was seventeenNot a girl or a woman,somewhere in between The world in front of mePathways to travel and aWide world to see Life was excitingExperiences beckoningAnd inviting I don’t regret the choices I madeAs I think back nowBefore...
Do not give up, do not tire outTurn the corner and take a different route Things will change for good in a little whileThere is no way for you to turn up the dial Life will come to be just...