I can’t recall A more beautiful fall A palet of colors Accents each other The fanning of leaves Free-falling from trees The horizon is a dusty hill An Emptiness in my heart it fills Content to sit and watch them sway As they dance and prance away
Radio Reality
When I was five I heard a song playing on the radioDaddy always had it on playing in the background kinda low The adults sat around talking and the radio songs played onDaddy had it turned to country songs he said you couldn’t go wrong There were songs about a yodle aye eye hoo here…
Night Light
Buffalo Rock
Buffalo Rock Back at Buffalo rock There is a small ranch of Buffalo stock. You will see something remarkable. Watching Buffalo grazing till full From sunup thru sundown At Buffalo, Rock by the mound. Today they are a dying breed. Masses disappeared from greed. If it were only out of a need, you could understand…
Fire on the Hillside
Fire on the hillsideYour beautiful I must confide Your not the kind of fire that burnsWhen I look upon you my heart yearns When I see your blazing sightReddish gold embers burning bright I’m so thankful I got to seeThe beauty of this bright red 🍁 tree
Choose Your Rut
Anyone who’s ever lived down a dirt road knowsHow the condition of a road after a hard rain goes When the first big truck with wide tires goes down itIt makes big ruts that never seem to quit When the sun dries them out big hard ruts are madeThey’re deep and wide and take weeks…
A Country Day
Wide-open spaces across wheatfields we had races The Unending chases Of smiling dirty faces we would fall down and roll around tumbling upside down on the ground climbing trees running from bees gathering small rocks to skip from the docks bare feet making designs in the sand running up hills holding sister’s hand catching lightning…
TEARS
There has always been a sea of tears it’s an age-old storyThe birth of a baby or skinned knee when he’s a boy As the years keep moving onTears always go along Tears will be here throughout our lifeThey’re a release when we see strife Tears can be good when emotions run highThey also clear…
Tornado on the Hillside
As it was coming over the hill-dad saw the tornado coming he had been by the back door all evening looking At the top of the hill, he saw it was dropping down he’d been watching the clouds , When I saw his frown He knew it was close he could see the trees sway…
The Beauty of a Rose
a rose fully open is different from the rose in the budthe scent changes as the buds unfold as it should Warm, humid weather intensifies the fragrance of the 🌹perfume is at its most intense in the morning to the nose The rose scent isn’t always predictable and yetWe never quite know what we are…