There are days when I think about my mama And I see her ways as she goes about her day as if she hasn’t a care in the world That is never true of just any mama, and with 14 children I get a headache thinking about a 6-hour visit from a small child most…
Dirty Little Boys
Little boys playing in the dirt The kind of germs that never hurt Mud pies, sticks, and rocks piled high Making mom a dirt surprise Little bits of imagination While mom cooked meals at her station Boys played in dirt happily No fights happened between the three Childhood memories of days gone by It stirs…
Seasons Changing
Seasons are changing Colors rearranging Greens of summer passing by Orange and yellows now say hi Where did summer go Quickly the days did flow Falls comfort won’t last long Then comes the winter white glow Snowflakes falling down Covering all the Ground Springs beautiful color will bring Another season always changing
C L OC K S
The hands-on clock reach for every moment in front of it There’s no going back to try and catch lost hours, and yet One day those hands will be no more Time will not matter, no more clock stores Time will last forever onward to the years When all death and sorrows yes, and even…
Daddy’s Fiddle
Daddy played the fiddle Children happily dancing in the middle Round and round we would go As daddy played, he tapped his toes Cowboy boots would scoot To daddy’s rooty toot toot Saturday night affair Daddy’s music filled the air Happy voices would rise Above baby brothers cries A smile rested on a mamas face…
Music Under The Elm
Under the canopy of the big elm tree There’s excitement, a buzz in front of me Playful butterflies like kites in the skies Filling the longing in my eyes Dancing bees looking for plants Surrounded by a troup of army ants Croaking bullfrogs steals the show With A low sounding tuba blow The crickets Moroccos…
Brighter Days Ahead
Look ahead to brighter days Leave today’s painfilled ways Each day brings on new trials Yesterday’s troubles already are filed Keep Fighting to rise above Ask for help from the God of love He sees you struggling through pain Endurance building is your gain Endurance can bring us joy In the end, it brings God…
Voice of Pain
There are days I must confideI scream, but only inside I won’t let words outTo walk or run about I’ll keep my words stuckSo I will not spew yuck The action of my restraintIt feels like I will faint It’s not that I don’t careThe ugly words I refuse to share Other mouths may open…
Flying High
The Monarch The king of all the Butterflies The Monarchs prominent but also wise Instinctively she plays her part Up to 4 inches long and a work of art The Monarch will begin to embark Orange and black flapping sparks Traveling Thousands of miles in the sky Orange and Black will catch your eye Flying…
The Cowboy Face
The Look of a Cowboys weathered face His outdoor lifelines are easy to trace Dusty trails in summertime Winter shivers down his spine There’s a map on a cowboys face Every line and wrinkle is a time and a place Cowboys are the backbone of western life Sometimes too busy to find a sweet wife…