Country Colored Memories
Standing on shifting sands
Hanging on tight by your hands
As it moves and sways
Pulling you every which way
Keep your eyes alert
So much pain and hurt
The sands can shift so fast
Hang on the sands won’t last
All sands are in God’s hands
We’ll soon see solid land
No more shifting sands
Our Creator has big plans
Soon Shifting sands will be gone
Bringing relief for everyone
How many hours have been spent looking at a majestic sunset I doubt very seriously that’s been calculated yet there’s something all inspiring to the eye When the sun catches the particles in the sky the sunsets every evening each...
Loving your child is unconditionalimperfections and all The days of their youth storedIn your upstairs memory doors Memories of picnics and lazy daysGlad you took the time to play The way she held her headThe smile revealed love was said...
The Greens I’m happy on the greens. The weeping willow scenes the ducks, geese, and turtles no sad, unhappy hurdles soft cool gentle breeze walking with such ease I love the greens today I love the days I come and play I will...
A rope swing hanging from an old oak treeWhen I spied idle dandling there, it inspired a desire in me My dad had hung it there when I was a littlegirlI can still hear his laughter as he watched mybouncy...