AN OLD MAILBOX I went back in time todayFar from city streets, I strayed To a place and time long agoWhere life held a soft sweet glow Burnishing on the countryside hillsLush green trees in wide fields After all these years a rusty old mailbox is still standingAn empty place in...
Mollybeesmemories readers: I appreciate your interest and support in this blog site. I added a translator to include my distant readers.I write about things I remember from my childhood, mainly from the nineteen fifties and sixties. I also love nature and photograph a significant portion of my pictures. When I look...
The Navajo woman saw beauty all around She would weave the beauty she saw growing on the ground Her Poles staked out and measured to height on the Upright looms with no moving parts to fight Her eyes would slowly look to the subject she undertook Her hands moved to and...
Have a Cup of Coffee I love a cup of coffee on a frosty day I like my coffee, I’ll drink it anyway but honestly, I like coffee any time of the year even in the summertime when the sky is clear There’s something soothing in that morning cup Not just...
Silent predators of the nightLanky looking with a face all white Roosting in quiet places during the dayhunting at the night, that’s just his way His feathers are adapted for silent flightHe sneaks up on his prey, who puts up no fight H makes a soft eerie hooting soundThat’s the only...
Laundry day In a family, there is a lot of sharing A whole lot of taking, giving, and caring Fourteen children all take turns It makes sense someone gets spurned So, at the beginning of every laundry week I would grab a clean towel and sneak My clean towel I put...
When happiness abidesWhat a shifting of tides A new day beginsAll the madness now ends You look around, you’ll seeNow, every man is free Abundant healthy food on displayClean water and air, no toxic decay Yes, when happiness finally arrivesAll humans Forever now survive The place where we always longed to...
Funny how you remember that dayGuess old dreams came out to play Standing by the corner of the houseWaiting for brothers to come pounce Summer days begin echoing no more days of schoolTime to head to the creek, our countryside pool Seems so very many long years agoI guess it is...
