Listening
I sit and watch the rustling leavesdancing in the gentle breeze their soothing sound comforts meit reminds me of the sound of waves on the sea the whippoorwill interrupt my thoughtsshe sounds to be a little overwrought I see her just sitting there on a treeit seems as though she was...
Grandads Flowers
There were rows and rows of the bright pink roseIt filled up my senses and tickled my nose From the roof of his house hung a honeysuckle vineStrung up out back by the old clothesline There wasn’t anything my grandad didn’t knowAbout drying out seeds and getting them to grow When...
Little Story Tellers
Little boys will create storiestelling things to bring them the glory innocent enough they think it makes them toughthat’s the real reason little boys make up stuff but little boys will become menthey stop telling stories to let a woman in so now the man will take a wife Together they...
The Plains Buffalo
The Indians would see and hear them from the hill where they would stand. The mighty Buffalo, the gentle giants on the grasslands You could see and hear the sound on the ground. And the distant low thundering when they came around. A massive beast, a graceful sight to beholdNo doubt,...
Older Ones
Sometimes life just doesn’t seem fairYou loose your teeth And you loose your hair You go to take a step but the steps not thereYou climb a flight of stairs it leaves you gasping for air You might even think you just want to quitBut There is a better-way to look...
My Hillside
The hill where I lived as a small childlet me run free and even go wild The rocks were so big that we would climbplaying King of the mountain and singing nursery rhymes we were barefoot running up and down sandy roadsstopping now and then to try and catch horny toads...
Daddy’s Home
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...
Grandads OutHouse
Who burned grandad’s outhouse down The culprits were never found Many names came up for selection But somehow they managed to avoid detection The outhouse seemed the place to hide And sneak a smoke or just confide How that good looking girl at school Told you she thought you were cool...
