Category: Rhythmic Stories

Walking down the highway of lifewill bring some smiles and some strife Most days, your view is grandStill, other days Are quite bland Lifes...

little boys play for the momentsNever concerned over time spent As they climb up treesTheir muscles work with ease Little boys always are proneTo...

The homesteaders’ prized possessionwas his Windmill on the plains Bringing water to his crops by handhad been his most significant pain With shifting winds,...

Back in the summer of 1964I turned ten playful days as a childwould not return again That was the year I realizedI no longer...

Through the agesMany footprint pages God’s book becomes filledAs lives quietly are stilled Leaving their DNA blueprintFor a spectacular future event Generations will seeEternal...

There is such sadness when your loved one dies You feel like you experience a river of cries As we slowly start to unravelThere...

When I was a small girl of sevenI lived in the country. That’s all I knew then Daddy would drive mama to the Terlton...

The handle of the heart opens from insideThe heart is the only way you can hide If you open your door, it is your...