Why do people become nostalgicThe brain fires up, and there’s a hit memory banks open widescenes poor out that cannot hide days of oldcolors me gold...
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Old Bridges
If you are looking for me today,follow our path. You know the way past the grapevines sitting by the ridgeyou’ll find me atop of the old...
Continue reading...Takes a mile to Smile
On long days of feeling sadnessI dig deep to find my gladness Events around me each dayAlways try to block my way Writing releases the anxiety...
Continue reading...The Key Word
I have no words to say todayA broken heart now my display I never saw it coming, but it was thereI was preoccupied with my own...
Continue reading...A Mother’s Love
Loving your child is unconditionalimperfections and all The days of their youth storedIn your upstairs memory doors Memories of picnics and lazy daysGlad you took the...
Continue reading...Mother Mended Us
There were always patches on our clotheshiding lots of minor rips and holes we never knew our clothes weren’t newwe thought we were the privileged few...
Continue reading...Morning Dance
Sitting quietly in theshadows of the morning, Watching the starsLights as they are blinking No people sounds; most tucked in tightWaiting for the alarm of light...
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There was a time and place many moons agoWhen in youth, we traveled down a country road Across the pasture on old docs’ landDirty-faced children with...
Continue reading...Do not tire out
Do not give up, do not tire outTurn the corner and take a different route Things will change for good in a little whileThere is no...
Continue reading...Motherhood
Loving your child is unconditionalimperfections and all The days of their youth storedIn your upstairs memory doors Memories of picnics and lazy daysGlad you took the...
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