Country Colored Memories
My mama wore only dresses back in the dayMaybe in the fifties, that was just the way Wide-brimmed garden hats that had country charmPillbox hats and summer gloves weren’t much good on a farm She had a few dresses of pale colors made of cottonThe popular styles of the day she never would have gotten…
Have you ever noticed or wondered whyyou rarely ever saw your mother cry I can’t recall but one time I saw tearsin all my life throughout the years that was the day her daddy diedit’s the only time I saw mother cried she carried her tears deep insideI always thought it was just her pride…
The love for a mother is a tender thingthe feeling in your heart when you hear her sing even when she’s in the kitchen doing her cookingsomehow you just can’t stop from looking there’s a smile on her face it makes you wonder what she’s thinkingas she’s mixing up those pies and continues with her…
Sweet mama, I miss youand I wish you could have stayed aroundTo hear all your favorite sounds you loved it when the birds would singyou appreciate the beauty they would bring we will share stories again one dayI can’t wait to hear you say daughter, you told meHow the paradise would bethe flowers, animals, and…
I kept my mama’s letters I read them every yearI think about how precious they are and how I hold them dearthe time and place seem long agoShe-wrote of life and things she knows Everything’s fine she would sayDaddy had some work come his way Sally and girls moved just down the roadshe’ll stop by…
Mom could always strike a poseas the worldly cliché goes the soft features of a round facereminded me of Princess Grace she had a twinkle in her eyea soft-spoken voice much like a sigh She was a country social butterflyshe would take a moment to greet a passerby She always spoke kind words over the…