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 country folk It Takes a country girl to loveThe simple song of a morning...
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 lazy day in JuneI enjoyed my tuba tune bullfrog singing on a sunny afternoonI...
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 would sit in a heap complainingAbout our lot in life My mother’s advice was...
Wounded
Your provokingMy hearts choking I will take itUntil you quit A stepping stoneFor my heart alone Every time you eruptMy path, you disrupt You keep provokingEmbers your stoking When your fire goes outIt is my turn to shout But, I...
A Photograph
Days roll byno times for hi’s youth is blindingno wrinkles binding no limits on daysjust hours we play youth on our sidedoors open wide running carefreeso much to see laughter and tearspassing of years as it winds downwishes not found...
My Daddy’s Lap
We always took turns sitting on our daddy’s lapafter he got home from work and he hung up his cap he would plop in his chair with crocheted doilies on the armshe was tired and thirsty but succumbed to his...
Timeless Days
Some mornings I sit in the sunon a rock by my houseNo brothers or sisters;it’s quiet as a mouse I sink my feet in the smooth sun-warmed sandHolding rocks and little sticksand tin cans in my hands The big rock...
Make Your Happy
We do not find happiness On a shelfIt’s always sitting in our emotional self You must reach inside and grab a pieceof the happiness wheel full of life’s grease No one else can make happiness flowWe own the puzzle to...
Moving Mountains
There was a phrase my mother used to say You can move a mountain when it’s in your way I thought it was a joke; indeed, it wasn’t real who could move a mountain, much less a small hill Moving...
Beauty in the Sky
The king of all the ButterfliesThe Monarchs were prominent but also wise Instinctively she plays her partUp to 4 inches long and a work of artThe Monarch will begin to embark Traveling Thousands of miles in the skyOrange and Black...