Country Colored Memories
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 happily
No fights happened between the three
Childhood memories of days gone by
It stirs up in me a happy cry
Dirt and little boys go hand in hand
With bare feet buried in the sand
Mom’s let your little ones play in the dirt
It’s fun for them, and I promise it won’t hurt
Life is pumping in everythingAnimals and plants are all living things Your eyes spy colors yellow and greenMorning sky and dew on the grass seen Look around, and you will seeShifting sands and shimmering seas Morning lightsThe sun ignites Stop...
The M I M O S A When she blooms She’s elegant but her smell is her claim to fameThe tree of happiness is just one of its Chinese common names During my childhood, this was the tree where our...
1961-1965 He was playing baseball with his cousins that had comePlaying baseball was little Stevies favorite game The boys kept after him to retrieve the fly ballsStevie would run get them he didn’t mind at all His mother kept yelling,...