The saying goodbyes are sadYou loved and gave life all you had The best years now are pastWe knew they wouldn’t last The time has ended for nowWe will meet again somehow We spent our days so EasilyPlotting life what we thought it should be The road ahead, it was always thereWe didn’t see it,…
Watching Love Grow
The best part of lifeis watching love grow Days sad, then from small voicesLaughter flows Even if no words between you are spokenYou silently connect love gives its token your older now the walls are silentno shadows of small limbs playing,long gone from sight ones so small and happy are nowSo big and tall The…
The Daughter of My Heart
Love speaks to the daughter of my heartThe first breath she drew was the start Brown eyes full of smilesI could look at her for miles She brought happiness to my daysA sweet child with no ugly ways She gathered friends like flowersIt was her calming, soothing power Something no other girls hadShe always rose…
ESCAPED
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 through her; it came in from the north The smell of salt in the water…
Our Ozark Yoakums
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. https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B0DCVTBDVF/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?ie=UTF8&dib_tag=AUTHOR&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.dbuXtqMfrXaTNk1y7kd_0lGsx61jn_Xai0-Do1g7Mic.XctoYYuH_mFf9pkoCuIv28y0aAdGSRP59qUEomlkHBs&qid=&sr=
Grandads Botany
It’s funny the memories I thought carefully tucked away came to life for a few brief moments on this quiet rainy day A faint glimmer of red and gold Flashing colors hurrying to unfold Ears of corn, some yellow, some red It’s Indian corn, my grandad’s voice said I remember thinking he was being funny…
Waiting for Mama to Waltz Again
Waiting to watch Mama Waltz againSitting here waiting with all her friends Mama’s last waltz took her so far awayBut Mama will waltz back soon on another day Under the gazebo erected just for herThere she patiently waits for her mister Together they will dance until their hearts are contentOut of the sun underneath a…
The Pose
Sister, what were you thinking that dayA teenage girl with a little swag On display With a country stance like you could care lessWhen you had probably just hung all those clothes on the fence You were standing close to where you loved to beBy the southeast corner close to the walnut tree You were…
THE GAZEBO
The charming Gazeboa quiet place you can go A retreat from life’s chaosContemplating a hurtful loss A place of sweet serenityFlowers abundant your eyes see small or large, ornate it stoodelegant or rustic, made of wood That gardenlike park you dream upOverflowing thoughts will then erupt A place for you to welcome guestIt Offers comfort…
The Past Begins
It is our past that shapes our futureThe times when we hold tight to endure We grasp at the memories; they push us forwardWe grab hold tight no time to be a coward Most of the life fights are inward-bornLife’s daily struggles on the inside worn Only we can salvage ourselvesWrite the book for a…