Country Colored Memories
My brother Joel is a published Author. He has painstakingly researched our family history. It is a fascinating story that finds its mark in history in so many ways. It is a worthy read, one which I believe you will thoroughly enjoy.
I’m posting a link below.
It was under the old girded bridgePast the grapevines and honeysuckle ridge Happiness waiting for usNo laying in bed gathering dust Laying back underneath its wingsThe bridges layers of rods, our swings We raced opposite each otherCrossing the creek from...
Amazing that a 5×5 squareStrategically placed here and there Placed together in a row and sewed patientlyWill become a beautiful quilt for someone else to see Maybe from a favorite childhood dressPacked away for years not worn but cherished none...
We all run from something in our mind at times We will always have those days of painful memories All we want to do is escape. She could see the fog as it was billowing forth The wind had whipped...