Country Colored Memories
Life is a mirror
Look inside
It’s a place you cannot hide
The things you see
It might cause you to flee
Aging takes place
You see it in your face
Every wrinkle your finger can trace
The outer image the mirror reflects
Life’s sorrows your face it effects
Still, the inside can shine
If your actions are kind
It’s not the look on your face,
it’s what’s in your mind, you’ll find
That gives you back your youth
Mind over matter is truth
A house without voices Is like life without choices it takes happy sounds to fill a house who can stand it if it’s quiet as a mouse some people just might not understand but a home void of noises makes...
Little Boston, Mission style and pressed back Oak-Maple are pieces of furniture that at one time became every homes staple Platform Spring, Victorian, and don’t forget the Lincoln Had a turn at putting many a child to sleep, I’m sure...
I love to gowhere the wildflowers grow Where beauty aboundsColor covers the ground A simple mixture of seedsAt first look like weeds They start out being blandWhen in full bloom, oh, how grand As the wind starts to flowThey’ll put...
In the corner of the room stood an old used up broom It used to sweep my kitchen floor I don’t much use it any more funny how long a broom can last no brain or heart but sweeps so...