Country Colored Memories
The king of all the Butterflies
The Monarchs were prominent but also wise
Instinctively she plays her part
Up to 4 inches long and a work of art
The Monarch will begin to embark
Traveling Thousands of miles in the sky
Orange and Black will catch your eye
Flying high without a care
Down to Mexico to winter, there
She’ll lay eggs in the milkweed. They’ll start growing
it is how she keeps her generation going
The Monarch Butterfly
A beautiful treasure in the sky
That day will come as a thief in the nightNot when we expect it but when it is right A world in chaos we inherited from the first manWho gave up paradise, God’s original plan A moment of independence is...
One of the customs traveling the prairie was to leave behind something useful for the next wagon train to find There was a steady line of pioneers coming after you on the open plains.They were dusty and dirty getting their...
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...