Few things I find more comfortingAs the soothing balm Autumn brings After the heat of Summer endsI look forward to falls chilly winds As Fall sweeps...
Continue reading...Country Colored Memories My Hillside
Fresh Air
On cool autumn eveningsMy mama would always bring A chair or two outsideTo watch her brood playing We mostly ran down country roadsStopping briefly and playing...
Continue reading...Seasons
I’m looking at the flowers by the fieldspinning, spinning, trying not to yield The wind isBlowing, blowingThem away It seems like beauty always goes away I’m not...
Continue reading...Little Green Eyes
She had green Irish eyesThat Made the boys sigh A fearless soulWith courage bold The last of mothers’ large lotAffection from her, she sought Affection would...
Continue reading...My Girls
My girls are my heartThey have been from their start Each Daughter is unique in her wayAll different from each other,but that’s ok It’s the little...
Continue reading...Hillside Hoping
I will see you againMy friendSo much love saved for when We meet again in a peaceful sceneWhen life is a happier scheme Young enough to...
Continue reading...Inhale
The day’s sadness settles in my lungs, and I can’t breathe.I feel my stomach Lerch and I begin to Heave The air around me seems to...
Continue reading...Down a Dusty Road
In the countryside, down a dusty roadOn a Winding hillside, there’s a little abode Standing back from the big old oakThe one so loved by all...
Continue reading...RIBBIT
Bullfrogs Serenade I heard the voice of a bullfrogas I approached, he jumped on a log a funny, deep tuba soundwater amplified his croak all-around a...
Continue reading...Pull yourself up by your Bootstraps
My mother had a saying she used frequently throughoutOur childhood yearsOn occasion, we children, at times had gotten ourselves into a mess or a situationand we...
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