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
Grandma would arrive at pea picking time every yearTo give my mama a hand with the canning she made clear She gave all of us a job to do and checking out the pea patch was given to meShe told...
Tear’s free-falling down my face I try to dry them as my heart races I need the sunshine through my window so dark clouds can quietly, please go a blanket of sadness enwraps me today All of life’s pleasures are...
A sweet little row of curly hairslegs and elbows everywhere The day was May of-fifty-eightOur mouths open wide as a gate sitting together side by sideA happy moment, I’ll confide Mother loved us, every oneShe snapped a memory just for...
Every tree is its own story Standing for decades void of glory Swaying gently in the breeze Bracing for winters freeze Year after year, seasons change Limbs and branches rearranged Only when it’s cut for timber counting rings to remember ...
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