Country Colored Memories
Natures byways
not cement highways
Its flowering plants
marching army ants
squirrels racing
playing, chasing
mocking birds talking
slow turtles walking
ducklings following in a row
follows Mama where she goes
Owls that hoot in the night
searching eyes flashing bright
trees branches swaying
natures symphony playing
natures highway
You are my way
While others choose their roads,
it is nature’s highway; my days hold
It happened on a warm late summer nightwe had just gone to bed and turned out all the lights back in the day, you could leave the door unlockedit was an age when neighbors would visit but didn’t need to...
when you see ugly everywhere you look It’s time to change directions and open another book Find the source that comforts and soothes you Turn your eyes to the opposite view Put before your searching eyes Something you value and...
On any given day, We all went out to play Down to the hillside spring A small sack lunch we would bring Jumping off the rocks Into water cold as ice blocks Belly flopping all around No one cared about...
As the years passed alongI always questioned where I belonged life’s experiences seemed so hardthey were mostly good, but some left scars looking at old pictures nowI’m blown away just by how you snapped away and memories madeYou told us...