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I drink my sweet tea from an old fruit jarFilled with Ice it’s the best by far Mom taught me how to make it as a young beginnerNever let the water boil just bring it to a simmer Throw the bags inside and put on the lidThat’s how my mama showed...

The Clothesline Mom hung out laundry on the old clotheslineUnderwear dancing in the wind was just fine Clothespins fastened the clothes real tightPants on the left and shirts on the right White sheets flapping made a distinctive soundJust hanging out drying while no one’s around An occasional driver by might get...

What’s in a hope chest Some thing special not like the rest She puts inside some small treasure Something she bought that brought her pleasure How will she fill it in the coming years As her day approaches she has some fears She quietly sits and wonders about that day How...

The old willows limbs gently swaying in the breezeSmall children playing underneath doing as we pleased Making mud pies in old tin cansWaiting to be eaten by unsuspecting fans Mom never had to worry or wonder where we’d beShe knew our favorite hangout was underneath that willow tree But no scarier...

MOMS APRONMy mother wore an apron over every dress she hadIt wasn’t to put on a fashion show or start a trendy fad My mama was a model but not the city kindA fancy dress and high heels on her you wouldn’t find She walked the runway daily and tirelessly I...

Daddy played the Mandolin Had us laughing made us grin When daddy played his Mandolin Brother played the steel guitar mama tried to hum the bar When brother played his steel guitar Uncle played a mean violin He’d hold it up right to his chin We danced and swayed when he’d...