Country Colored Memories
My morning place is where I wentI found another’s face had taken it A strange woman looked me in the eyessomewhat Familiar, perhaps a disguise I edge a little closer to get a better lookAs I got closer, the woman’s...
Little boys grow up and aspire to be And emulate some of the people that they see Firemen in red trucks putting out big fires Or policemen with lights flashing chasing speeding cars All little boy will dream of becoming...
A house without voices Is like life without choices it takes happy sounds to fill a house who can stand it if it’s quiet as a mouse some people just might not understand but a home void of noises makes...
In an old black and white photo, I found There’s a room of children not making a sound Little girls in little chairs A sweet little row of curly hair Big brother Darrell and sister Star In the background not...
