Messy Molly stayed in all afternoon punishment for not cleaning her room But when her mama came back to lookShe looked at Molly and her head shook She saw mama’s eyes looking towards her bedThen she opened her mouth and said What’s that sticking out from under your bedI see shoes...
I heard the wheels on the gravel as daddy drove up in his pickup truckI realized that now my time was close to being up I was sitting in the corner, I had been here for a whileAll afternoon when mom came through the room she never cracked a smile The...
When I look into their facesThere are no tracesOf former times and places The anguish inside their headThey hold back because they dread So far away from their homeIt makes them feel so alone Just miles from us they areBut their distance seems so far They pull back the curtain to...
Precious daughter you were loved by meMy hope for you is that you seeThose missing years were not from me When the first steps were taken I did not seeThe road you would travel what your future would beI did not have a say I did not agree Precious daughter who...
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...
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...
Have you ever noticed or wondered whyyou rarely ever saw your mother cry I can’t recall but one time I saw tearsin all my life throughout the years that was the day her daddy diedit’s the only time I saw mother cried she carried her tears deep insideI always thought it...
The love for a mother is a tender thingthe feeling in your heart when you hear her sing even when she’s in the kitchen doing her cookingsomehow you just can’t stop from looking there’s a smile on her face it makes you wonder what she’s thinkingas she’s mixing up those pies...
There were always patches on our clotheshiding lots of little rips and holes we never knew our clothes weren’t newwe thought we were the privileged few How could we ever have knownin your world, we did not belong we felt we were the fortunate onesmom kept on mending until it was...
