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
As your riding past miles and miles of open land Be sure to take the time to catch the Prairie grand Keep your eyes wide open, you just might catch a glimpse Liquid gold growing right up close to the...
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....
It’s the words not spoken out loudlingering in the air like a dark cloud It seems silence is deafeningwaiting for, peace to bring It is like a train stopped on a trackit will only go forward or back there is...