Country Colored Memories
Some days it seems to rain and rain
Making you feel confined and restrained
I sit and wish for the rain to stop
Not thinking about the flowers or crops
When life’s anxieties seem like raindrops to you
You pray it stops to let the sunshine through
The rain has a purpose with its power
It has a plan for the growing flowers
Without the rains, no flowers would bloom
So, Be patient; you’ll get past your gloom
There is a bareness in a winter snowfallExposing naked tree limbs from earlier fall Her natural look now encased in whitenessWinter Times darkness shows her brightness Everything laid barePeople walk with care Children anxious to meet her dressed for a...
Mankind has become a churning sea Pulling muck up from the bottom and bringing it to me They lay their anger at your door and expect you to open wide Well I’m not that stupid to open the door I...
As she told the stories, I could not help but think of how cleansing a thing it had to be for her. My mother had lived in a lovely house until the beginning of the Great Depression. The stock market...
The day started with a sky that was spirited blue the blackbirds flying over just added to the view the things you could see from my hillside ridge the bumpy iron girders on the top of the old bridge the...