Country Colored Memories
when I was seventeen
Not a girl or a woman,
somewhere in between
The world in front of me
Pathways to travel and a
Wide world to see
Life was exciting
Experiences beckoning
And inviting
I don’t regret the choices I made
As I think back now
Before my memories fade
I smile inside as I remember this day
At seventeen, the age I wish I could
Have always stayed
Every Year this Robin comes to our place and makes her nest on the ledge Above the mailbox WAKE UP TO SPRING...
For James Push me around once again Until I’ve had enough and I say when Dancing delights giggles invite Just a little...
Ernest Sr. Walked with determination down the road to his sister-in-law’s house. Ernest knew she would be surprised. The boy was his....
My mother always handledHer problems as they landed Folded hands in her lap with her apron tied aroundA crescendo of voices, still...