Country Colored Memories
My mom bought a new dolly for me
but she won’t dance upon my knee
she only sits upon my bed
all day long she stares ahead
I asked my mama for a baby that cries
she just looked at me and sighed
when my mom came home with a real baby
she wouldn’t let me bounce her on my knee
now all the new baby does is cry
and I can never figure out why
So I picked up the dolly that mom gave me
Because I like her better than the new baby
I saw a rose in winterStanding tall, displaying rare beauty it reminded me of my motherLike an Oak tree straight and steady...
As a small girl my favorite memory of my motheralways involved the kitchen in one way or another I always awoke to...
The Gentle Breeze I awoke to a calmness outside today It seemed the whole world had quietly slipped away Only nature around...
The old willows limbs gently sway in the breezeSmall children playing underneath doing as we pleased Making mud pies in old tin...