Country Colored Memories
It was a hard winter she survived
Hoping, desiring for spring to arrive
She practiced while the wind was blowing
Pirouettes, basic but beautiful turns flowing
In her company a sea of bright pink sisters
Dancing, swaying, without any misters
Some stay standing below her bows
The dance of spring pulled off somehow
Some days you’ll dig way deep downInside your soul for courage found Simmering just below the surfaceYou keep it under control, it still emerges Maybe you should let it outLet it roar and let it shout The longer it’s left...
When life becomes like a gentle breezeAll people happily talking with ease No tensions in everyday lifeNo persons are causing ugly strife As the smells of good food float in the airChildren Are eating without having to share Life in...
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...
The only time I remember my mama came to our creek Was because she heard her girls and my cousin were involved in a streak The truth of the matter was we were skinny dipping But mostly throwing mud at...
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