Country Colored Memories
little boys play for the moments
Never concerned over time spent
As they climb up trees
Their muscles work with ease
Little boys always are prone
To falls and sometimes broken bones
Yet, they pick themselves up
They move on to bigger jumps
young boys are just little men
Storing Life skills for when they’ll need them
Each day when they play, they gain maturity
Practicing for the day when they need security
The little men will become full-grown
Now experience for a family of his own
Bullfrogs Serenade I heard the voice of a bullfrogas I approached, he jumped on a log a funny, deep tuba soundwater amplified his croak all-around a lazy day in JuneI enjoyed my tuba tune bullfrog singing on a sunny afternoonI...
There is no match To the strawberry patch The sweet smell of a strawberry Much more than an apple or cherry Mama’s famous jams or jelly Mom’s preserves will fill my belly Picking strawberries as I sit in the row...
In an old house in the Valley by the woodsAn old crumbling house barely stood my daddy always told me to stay away from thereThe reason why he never really cared to share So, one day, I ventured thereI’d probably...
When I miss youI’ll always wish too See you somedayBy my footpath way The Time and distanceWon’t rust my insistence My heart will forever burnWith hope, I’ll continue to yearn It’s not in my hands nowYou control the somehow So,...