Category: Rhythmic Stories
Listening
I sit and watch the rustling leavesdancing in the gentle breeze their soothing sound comforts meit reminds me of the…
Grandads Flowers
There were rows and rows of the bright pink roseIt filled up my senses and tickled my nose From the…
Little Story Tellers
Little boys will create storiestelling things to bring them the glory innocent enough they think it makes them toughthat’s the…
The Plains Buffalo
The Indians would see and hear them from the hill where they would stand. The mighty Buffalo, the gentle giants…
Older Ones
Sometimes life just doesn’t seem fairYou loose your teeth And you loose your hair You go to take a step…
My Hillside
The hill where I lived as a small childlet me run free and even go wild The rocks were so…
Daddy’s Home
I heard the wheels on the gravel as daddy drove up in his pickup truckI realized that now my time…
