Country Colored Memories Dusty Roads

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...

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...

Goodbyes

The saying goodbyes are sadYou loved and gave life all you had The time has ended for nowWe will meet again somehow Days of laughter and songWe always got along The best years now are pastWe knew they wouldn’t last...

Intermission

I am settled in my heartYears of stops and starts Dogs and cats and children allLife was full, I do recall School daysChildhood plays Summer vacationsWith three at my station Daddy always thereLaughter filled the air Days I fondly rememberNow,...

May
20
2024
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September Lies

Sometimes requests are simple yet complexAnswers hidden deep, the heart becomes vexed Deception is a game of no winnersYes, you say, we all are sinners Kindness is born in the heartUgliness simmers in the dark Your Lies can be erased,...

Absence

It is the blank pagesThe Lost Children’s stages Days of laughterThat filled my rafters It hit my brainThat is my sad refrain What was missingMy constant wishing The sounds of gigglesThe playing and wiggles Sweet smiling facesNo stressful traces So...

Youths Door

The empty years of lifeRush in with regrets and strifes The only if I had didReflecting on your kids Old age has settled on meMy limbs cut off my tree No longer at youths’ doorMy mind is screaming for more...

Hearts Divided

What will never beIt makes it hard for me What could have beenForever is a no-win It’s hard to climb the wallBecause it only brings my fall But I climb it anywayIt’s not for you to say My heart doesn’t...

Feb
09
2024
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Remember When

It is funny how only when we’re older we recount timeIt always seems to be only good things, days sublime Stories mother or daddy told us as we sat quietlyListening and taking in every word, eager as could be The...

Jan
04
2024
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