

Country Colored Memories
I was a young girl thenrunning hillsides back when inhaling the clean airs summer breezehanging upside down in a blackjack tree laughter floating heavenwardmama smiles when it’s heard no thoughts of creaking kneesToo busy watching bumble bees No hitch in...
One day on the way to see my husband’s sister my husband and I were headed down I -35 , when we got close to the Britain Road sign we passed by Frontier City amusement park. I looked at my husband...
Some mornings I sit in the sunon a rock by my houseNo brothers or sisters;it’s quiet as a mouse I sink my feet in the smooth sun-warmed sandHolding rocks and little sticksand tin cans in my hands The big rock...
Some days you’ll dig way deep downInside your soul for courage found Simmering just below the surfaceYou keep it under control, it still emerges Maybe you should let it outLet it roar and let it shout The longer it’s left...
It is true,so often it is the everyday things that are overlooked. The very things that remind of of a Loving Father guiding us to waters of life.