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
Alice June 3 Grade Third Row Alice June turned nine. Mrs. Colman had saved for months to order the locket for her daughter. Yes, times were hard. Life would always be a struggle. But why not kick against the goads....
There’s a story I’ve hesitated to tell above others Because of the appeared reflection, it had on my sweet mother She had nothing to do with the chain of events that day Blame always gets clouded somewhere along the way...
There was a Box fan that stayed in our open windowAnytime it could be heard as the humming would flow Throughout the house, you could feel the breezeHumming a familiar tune but on no particular key The sound would emanate...