Country Colored Memories
God has a plan to restore us all From the downward fall, Adam caused you’ll recall A kingdom that shines as bright as the sun Soon perfect health and food for everyone The unending pleasure from simple things A smile that’s a mile wide, the birth a new babe brings Life eternal for righteous ones…
I can’t recall A more beautiful fall A palet of colors Accents each other The fanning of leaves Free-falling from trees The horizon is a dusty hill An Emptiness in my heart it fills Content to sit and watch them sway As they dance and prance away
Fire on the hillsideYour beautiful I must confide Your not the kind of fire that burnsWhen I look upon you my heart yearns When I see your blazing sightReddish gold embers burning bright I’m so thankful I got to seeThe beauty of this bright red 🍁 tree
There has always been a sea of tears it’s an age-old storyThe birth of a baby or skinned knee when he’s a boy As the years keep moving onTears always go along Tears will be here throughout our lifeThey’re a release when we see strife Tears can be good when emotions run highThey also clear…
a rose fully open is different from the rose in the budthe scent changes as the buds unfold as it should Warm, humid weather intensifies the fragrance of the 🌹perfume is at its most intense in the morning to the nose The rose scent isn’t always predictable and yetWe never quite know what we are…
The M I M O S A When she blooms She’s elegant but her smell is her claim to fameThe tree of happiness is just one of its Chinese common names During my childhood, this was the tree where our tire swing hungThere was no way to count all the songs I had sung when…
When the wind comes up leaves shake and pranceBlowing this way and that, doing a colorful dance Each leaf different from the otherCreating a beautiful rainbow of colors But their beauty won’t last longSo watch them artfully float along Soon they’ll end up on the groundWatch them fall while they can be found
Ewes and Rams produce little lambs if it’s a boy it’s called ram lamb if it’s a girl it’s called a ewe lamb They call the baby lambkins when it’s born it has soft skin minutes after he’s born baby lambs up on its feet wobbly- legs up and looking for something to eat baby…
On a windy October dayI was almost blown away But the oak tree nearbyCaught my eye, and I sighed I hugged it real tightThe wind was a frightI hung on to the Oak and put up a fight But the wind finally won outAnd it threw me all about First I was here then I…
Wildflowers TICKSEED🌼I picked a lot of flowers when I was a small childyou could find them everywhere because they grew wild they were as simple looking as they could beuntil you saw them growing on a hill wide as the sea Tickseed wildflowers were their real namebeing tough as nails were there claim to fame…