Country Colored Memories
The feel of the sun on your skin
Riding the waves on the open sea
some days you wander in your mind
to a place you would like to be
a time when everything felt right
the days in which you took delight
The thrill of sights that took your breath
no amount of money in a treasure chest
could replace the sounds and sights
of sun-filled days and moon-lit nights
on those pain-filled days
All those young former ways
Beacon me to return to a time
when life was so ever so sublime
The things that bug meYou cannot always see The most enjoyable natural soundsin the quietest of places Are found They are never absent or delinquent.unbeknownst to each other, ideally in sync Nature harmonizes as if in a concert auditorium.The countryside...
Life is a window looking outOpen it wide; don’t whisper, shout When you find you have nothing to doGet outdoors, change up your view Don’t sit and wishGet out and fish Watch the squirrels as they racePuts a smile on...
Your provokingMy hearts choking I will take itUntil you quit A stepping stoneFor my heart alone Every time you eruptMy path, you disrupt You keep provokingEmbers your stoking When your fire goes outIt is my turn to shout But, I...