Country Colored Memories
Life is a whisper at bestA cry in the wind, then a rest generations passing and flying bydays of laughter intermingled with cries making footpaths for others to followbut the imprints get lost thru the hollows words whispered in the...
Traveling down a dusty mileMouth closed, but the edges show a smile She knows what treasures the dusty road holdsHer feet know the way she could travel with a blindfold The air is crisp as she inhales deepThe scent of...
The love for a mother is a tender thingthe feeling in your heart when you hear her sing even when she’s in the kitchen doing her cookingsomehow you just can’t stop from looking there’s a smile on her face it...