Country Colored Memories
I will take butterflies and flowers
Over mansions and high towers
Open fields where wildflowers grow
A tiny little garden I can hoe
The sounds of the songbirds
Tree frogs croaking heard
Blue skies that appear endless
The Honeysuckle smell tickles my senses
The noises around me only sedate
Unlike man’s on my nerves, grate
Find your corner of security
The one that’s free and healthy
I enjoy my afternoon butterfly high
I wait with my camera for them
to
fly
By
The feel of the sun on your skinRiding the waves on the open sea some days you wander in your mindto a place you would like to be a time when everything felt rightthe days in which you took delight...
The wind through the weeping willowsAs she shakes her spindle, she billows Like a dancing ballerina on her tiptoesFiltering here and there, on her feet flows We sit and stare for more momentsIn a trance from her dancing event The...
Days roll byno times for hi’s youth is blindingno wrinkles binding no limits on daysjust hours we play youth on our sidedoors open wide running carefreeso much to see laughter and tearspassing of years as it winds downwishes not found...
My girls are my heartThey have been from their start Each Daughter is unique in her wayAll different from each other,but that’s ok It’s the little things they do for meI wouldn’t trade them for all the world’s gold,You see...