Country Colored Memories
Sister Marilyn Stars holding my hand
My diapers sagging and my feet are in the sand
Just three sisters all with curly tops
Scrunched up smiles that never seem to stop
Just another lazy summer day
Three little sisters went out to play
Mother snaps a picture of her daughters three
Sherryl, Marilyn Star, and me
Before the last leaf begins to fall When the colors seem to reach ten feet tall Cascading like an artist palette Unending hours I could frequently visit Watching endless colors and hues Reflecting from the waters view On a bridge...
Life is a whisper at bestA cry in the wind, then a rest generations passing and fly bydays of laughter, intermingled with cries making footpaths for others to followbut the imprints get lost thru the hollows words whispered in the...
Life is a puzzle. Sometimes with a few pieces missingWe may not realize that fact until the end, and we sit wishing We regret we even started solving the picture of the puzzleBecause our eyes’ attention to the missing pieces...
It’s a fantastic thing to watcha flock of geese grazing as they walk As heads reach down to the earthyou stop to consider their worth They are noisy at times as they flyIts a command for the othersthey aren’t saying...