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
The cold set in silentlyovernightA grab for the coversI wrap tight The first foot hits the floorThe second goes down,a mad dash through the door warm socks now wrap my cold toesThe cold reaches now to my nose My remedy...
She could see the fog as it was billowing forth The wind had whipped through her; it came in from the north The smell of salt in the water acrid to her noseThe feel of the water spray dripping down...
Your Design is Mathematical and your Beaty is Magical Your name means turn with the sunwhen fully grown, you amaze everyone beautiful yellow petals and fuzzy brown centersyou soak up the summer but dread when it’s winter you’re not just...
