Country Colored Memories
When I miss you
I’ll always wish too
See you someday
By my footpath way
The Time and distance
Won’t rust my insistence
My heart will forever burn
With hope, I’ll continue to yearn
It’s not in my hands now
You control the somehow
So, I’ll patiently wait
Until the day you are at my gate
My brother Joel is a published Author. He has painstakingly researched our family history. It is a fascinating story that finds its mark in history in so many ways. It is a worthy read, one which I believe you will...
I love to gowhere the wildflowers grow Where beauty aboundsColor covers the ground A simple mixture of seedsAt first look like weeds They start out being blandWhen in full bloom, oh, how grand As the wind starts to flowThey’ll put...
My mother had a saying she used frequently throughoutOur childhood yearsOn occasion, we children, at times had gotten ourselves into a mess or a situationand we would sit in a heap complainingAbout our lot in life My mother’s advice was...
For all of us at some time in our life, we find out that we have a conscience and we’ve always had it but maybe it never made much sense I discovered mine when I was nine years old we...