Country Colored Memories
The handle of the heart opens from inside
The heart is the only way you can hide
If you open your door, it is your choice
It will listen only to your voice
throw hearts door open wide
let someone else come inside
hiding hearts seldom have friends
If opened, it can have a good end
Share your heart with someone you trust
If not used, the heart just might rust
take a chance and open hearts door
you might find you are lonely no more
When daddy would make ice cream on a hot Saturday night he would pack in crushed ice and rocksalt just right he would turn and churn and churn vanilla dreams in our minds burned with every pull of the handle...
The stars are shining brightA soft glow of the mooncast shadows into the night summer reaches its endthe fall is ready to begin falls my favorite time of yearI always stop and stare at the foliage falling all aroundburning red...
Snowflakes Fall When a snowflake falls It covers and colors all A blanket of bright white light Glistens and glows through the night Laughter bubbles up from voices outside Sliding down mountains on a fun winter ride Not everyone welcomes...
Sitting in the crook of a treequietly Hiding, so no one sees me Life is happening all aroundMy happy smile Finally, I found I’m not sure where she’s been hidingI lost myself and stopped confiding Years of hoping and always...
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