Rhythmic Stories

Watching Love Grow

The best part of lifeis watching love grow Days sad, then from small voicesLaughter flows Even if no words between you are spokenYou silently connect love gives its token your older now the walls are silentno shadows of small limbs...

The Daughter of My Heart

Love speaks to the daughter of my heartThe first breath she drew was the start Brown eyes full of smilesI could look at her for miles She brought happiness to my daysA sweet child with no ugly ways She gathered...

ESCAPED

We all run from something in our mind at times We will always have those days of painful memories All we want to do is escape. She could see the fog as it was billowing forth The wind had whipped...

Our Ozark Yoakums

My brother Joel is a published Author. He has painstakingly researched our family history. It is a fascinating story that finds its mark in history in so many ways. It is a worthy read, one which I believe you will...

Grandads Botany

It’s funny the memories I thought carefully tucked away came to life for a few brief moments on this quiet rainy day A faint glimmer of red and gold Flashing colors hurrying to unfold Ears of corn, some yellow, some...

Waiting for Mama to Waltz Again

Waiting to watch Mama Waltz againSitting here waiting with all her friends Mama’s last waltz took her so far awayBut Mama will waltz back soon on another day Under the gazebo erected just for herThere she patiently waits for her...

The Pose

Sister, what were you thinking that dayA teenage girl with a little swag On display With a country stance like you could care lessWhen you had probably just hung all those clothes on the fence You were standing close to...

THE GAZEBO

The charming Gazeboa quiet place you can go A retreat from life’s chaosContemplating a hurtful loss A place of sweet serenityFlowers abundant your eyes see small or large, ornate it stoodelegant or rustic, made of wood That gardenlike park you...

The Past Begins

It is our past that shapes our futureThe times when we hold tight to endure We grasp at the memories; they push us forwardWe grab hold tight no time to be a coward Most of the life fights are inward-bornLife’s...

Goodbyes

The saying goodbyes are sadYou loved and gave life all you had The time has ended for nowWe will meet again somehow Days of laughter and songWe always got along The best years now are pastWe knew they wouldn’t last...

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