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
What’s That Smell? In the 1930s, during the great depression, a roaring lion had entered the scene in the form of abject poverty. The poverty of the Great Depression devoured families one by one. One day they had plenty, but...
Old Ben was a little town sheriff, he didn’t have any help If anyone ever needed old Ben they just opened a window and yelped Old Ben would come running with handcuffs hooked on his belt loop Clanking loudly like...
Mom found out she had cancer in the fall of 91It seemed like it changed life for everyone The doctor said she wouldn’t live to see the new yearBut the doctor didn’t know my tough mama dear She just came...