Country Colored Memories
Cowgirl tough
Sometimes rough
She knows how to ride
Her horse she can guide
He’s gentle, and he knows you well
Your voice commands, and he can tell
A bond unbreakable between the two
He lets you ride, and only you
When Barrel racing
Hanging on, bracing
Sometimes a fall
You always recall
But your Cowgirl tough,
And that’s enough
So stay in the race
Keep up the chase
Because that’s what Cowgirls do
Bathroom Break It was just another normal going to town day the usual noise makers in the car on the way 8 miles down South Hill when we went down, we counted it a thrill you know that funny little...
Little boys playing in the dirt The kind of germs that never hurt Mud pies, sticks, and rocks piled high Making mom a dirt surprise Little bits of imagination While mom cooked meals at her station Boys played in dirt...
It’s the words not spoken out loudlingering in the air like a dark cloud It seems silence is deafeningwaiting for, peace to bring It is like a train stopped on a trackit will only go forward or back there is...
Alice June 3 Grade Third Row Alice June turned nine. Mrs. Colman had saved for months to order the locket for her daughter. Yes, times were hard. Life would always be a struggle. But why not kick against the goads....