Country Colored Memories
It’s a soothing thing
Our front porch swing
The back-and-forth motion
Like the sway of an ocean
The conversations taking place
As you swing, keeping pace
Visitors will come and go
While Big Sister sits and sews
Always content to Share a seat
With neighbors across the street
Sitting, rocking
A little bit of talking
Come on over and sit a spell
Share your secrets; I won’t tell
You’ll find the experience calms you down
And puts a smile on your face instead of a frown
It was under the old girded bridgePast the grapevines and honeysuckle ridge Happiness waiting for usNo laying in bed gathering dust Laying back underneath its wingsThe bridges layers of rods, our swings We raced opposite each otherCrossing the creek from...
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...
Do you ever notice how people say back in the daywhen they want you to remember life was a certain way young people claim graffiti as their ownbut they couldn’t be any more wrong back in the day, we had...
The best part of lifeis watching love grow Days sad, then from small voicesLaughter flows Even if no words between you are spokenYou silently connect love gives its token your older now the walls are silentno shadows of small limbs...