American Robins pair-bond during the breeding seasonFemales are primarily responsible for building the nest who knows the reason She starts by building the nest made of twigs, mud, and dry grass leavesSometimes the nest will have string or ribbon that the robinMight See Every year mama Robin comes back to the...
There is no match To the strawberry patch The sweet smell of a strawberry Much more than an apple or cherry Mama’s famous jams or jelly Mom’s preserves will fill my belly Picking strawberries as I sit in the row Scooting back and forth on my bottom as I go Looking...
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 as foretoldWhen a peaceful new world unfolds So, pick up that...
The woman sat astride a bicycle leaning against her home,her hair flying wild and free, and appeared to need no comb With a smile so wide, dimples seenA beautiful nose and eyes in between Mama sat on a bicycle in a sweet pose against the old placeNever-ending shapely legs could not...
It was a hard winter she survivedHoping, desiring for spring to arrive She practiced while the wind was blowingPirouettes, basic but beautiful turns flowing In her company of a sea of red sistersDancing, swaying, without any misters Some stay standing below her bowsThe dance of spring pulled off somehow
The pages turn once in a lifetimeNo going back to revise the last line Now long recorded in hallsof year’s past Days we thoughtwe had plenty to last We chased hopes and dreams for milesWith ups and downs and many smiles Sadly we get older then we look backWhen age takes...
She could not open the door Never been locked before Now it would not open She tried and tried but finally stopped hoping If she gives up and quits Depression prevails over wit Your attitude unlocks the door Get up and pull some more That door...
One of my favorite memories as a small childIt was an afternoon in late June, my memory somehow filed My brothers, sisters, and I walking together None of us were oldHand in hand marching to the Southeast corner by the road We would plop down and play for hours under the...
Dark clouds pass by and block the sun Causing difficult days for everyone Never feel hopeless or give in to complaining Disturbing times can be compassion training I’ll say this, take it for what it is worth For a silver lining, you need to search Under the cloud with the silver...
