Country Colored Memories
Home is a collection of things we love
Fighting against the odds and rising above
A place to hang all kinds of hats
Visiting neighbors starting up chats
Watching children playing in the yard
A time when life was rarely hard
Home is the place you can always go
When anxieties enter and cold winds blow
The home is a collection of things we love
Memories amassing a treasure trove
Home, that place all desire to return
It keeps love in our hearts, forever it burns
I went to work with my daddy one dayI thought I was just going to get to playbut it sure didn’t turn out that way He put a small hammer in my little handhanded me a junction box looked like...
One of the customs traveling the prairie was to leave behind something useful for the next wagon train to find There was a steady line of pioneers coming after you on the open plains.They were dusty and dirty getting their...
A tree’s beautiful silhouette can take your breath away Natural forms and shapes a magical sway on display As The evening sun starts to rest its headDancing in the shadows, now a crimson red When the trees become a mirror...
Down on the farm set an oldred barn Old Red stood tall for many yearsHe saw a lot of sweat and many shed tears it was full of hayand tools on display where the chickens and cows and the horses...