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
It was a hard winter she survivedHoping, desiring for spring to arrive She practiced while the wind was blowingPirouettes, basic but beautiful turns flowing In her company a sea of bright pink sistersDancing, swaying, without any misters Some stay standing...
They say that if you look at a photo long enough you Can sense the feelings of the people at that juncture of their life. Perhaps that’s true to some extent. As I looked back in time at a particular...