Country Colored Memories
Why do people become nostalgic
The brain fires up, and there’s a hit
memory banks open wide
scenes poor out that cannot hide
days of old
colors me gold
Shining days come thru
trying to break free from blue
Those summer days on dusty roads
stopping briefly to unload
our treasure trove of sticks and rocks
never the restraint of ticking clocks
Whistful for the good old days
Funny how they didn’t stay
as I imagined so long ago
but that’s just how nostalgia goes
Sitting quietly in theshadows of the morning, Watching the starsLights as they are blinking No people sounds; most tucked in tightWaiting for the alarm of light A masterpiece in front of meNo paintbrush stroke could ever free The images across...
Have a Cup of Coffee I love a cup of coffee on a frosty day I like my coffee, I’ll drink it anyway but honestly, I like coffee any time of the year even in the summertime when the sky...
When life becomes like a gentle breezeAll people happily talking with ease No tensions in everyday lifeNo persons are causing ugly strife As the smells of good food float in the airChildren Are eating without having to share Life in...
Do not give up, do not tire outTurn the corner and take a different route Things will change for good in a little whileThere is no way for you to turn up the dial Life will come to be just...