Rhythmic Stories

Be present and ClearHave trusted friends near Some days I’m lost and goneI pull up a happy memory song The days rolled by fastIt turned out...

My sister was a musical little girlWhen she was small, she would Shimmy up next to daddy’s legWhile his fiddle sound filled our world Sister inherited...

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,...

In farming and gardening, to hoe a row  is to turn a line of soil for planting seeds or bulbs—  A tough row to hoe describes...

It was puzzles or cardsPlaying Tag in the yard No devices that distractOur family was intact We had Carefree daysIt was our hillside way Playing until...

When pain is deeper than a wellYou will long for someone to tell You Bury the pain deep insideNot trusting anyone to confide You reason this,...

It’s a soothing thingOur front porch swing The back-and-forth motionLike the sway of an ocean The conversations taking placeAs you swing, keeping pace Visitors will come...

When I miss youI’ll always wish too See you somedayBy my footpath way The Time and distanceWon’t rust my insistence My heart will forever burnWith hope,...