Country Colored Memories
When the rain is falling
The sapling starts calling
Please give me a little drink
My roots are dry, so I think
I’ll dry up and blow away
If you don’t visit me today
I need your gentle raindrops
So I can produce abundant crops
Gentle rains, I’m feeling down
bring some life upon this ground
Little droplets, please keep falling
Fill my thirst, and I’ll stop calling
gentle rains, thanks to you
I’ll grow strong and healthy too
On a late spring morning in West Texasriding through pasture overgrown with brush cowpunchers pushed a calf into a clearingThe animal needed to be roped if it was a yearling The cowboy throws a loop around the yearling’s neck and...
I kept my mama’s letters I read them every yearI think about how precious they are and how I hold them dearthe time and place seem long agoShe-wrote of life and things she knows Everything’s fine she would sayDaddy had...
Some days you’ll dig way deep downInside your soul for courage found Simmering just below the surfaceYou keep it under control, it still emerges Maybe you should let it outLet it roar and let it shout The longer it’s left...