Country Colored Memories
In the corner of the room
stood an old used up broom
It used to sweep my kitchen floor
I don’t much use it any more
funny how long a broom can last
no brain or heart but sweeps so fast
a broom can last for quite a while
It’ll always goes that extra mile
the broom out lasted my own mother
and when I’m gone it’ll help another
The broom has cleaned many homes in its day
Now it’s considered the old fashioned way
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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...
Some extraordinary sounds can be in the quietest of places. My favorite part of the day is listening to the morning conversation that nature brings into the world. They are never absent or delinquent. They routinely perform unbeknownst to each...