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
Third Grade Third row Thomas had the face of a cherub. Miss Sheridan did not like playing favorites, but she could not help herself when it came to Thomas. When he spoke, it was perfect diction, as if he had...
Cuckoo Birds: cuckoos do not raise their own young, instead laying eggs in the nests of other birds, which raise their babies for them. They foster them out. They are clever birds in that they spare the rearing and feeding of...
A sweet little row of curly hairslegs and elbows everywhere The day was May of-fifty-eightOur mouths open wide as a gate sitting together side by sideA happy moment, I’ll confide Mother loved us, every oneShe snapped a memory just for...