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
My two older sistersWere after their misters I chased their skirt tailsTheir successes and their fails They were my exampleI was their testing sample They didn’t always want me aroundBut tolerated me if I didn’t make a sound I envied...
Some days, the memories flowOn other days, no thoughts will show The mind is such an incredible thing, and yet it can be so fragileThe edges of clarity it can bring, then shadows invade for a while The days and...
What’s in a hope chest Some thing special not like the rest She puts inside some small treasure Something she bought that brought her pleasure How will she fill it in the coming years As her day approaches she has...
Merry go round beautiful sound Riding high below the blue sky Cimarron Rose and Bella Blue Blazing colors with iron horseshoes Bright smiling faces Holding poles fixed in places Feet firmly planted in little brown stirrups Giggles and laughter when...
