Country Colored Memories
The pages turn once in a lifetime
No going back to revise the last line
Now long recorded in halls
of year’s past
Days we thought
we had plenty to last
We chased hopes and dreams for miles
With ups and downs and many smiles
Sadly we get older then we look back
When age takes its toll, we now lose track
It could be a lesson for the youth everywhere
Their busy turning pages living life without cares
The year my Grandpa Chesney died and went awayOur Grandma was never the same after that day we would go to visit, year after yearBut, nothing we did would bring her cheer Mom took us there when summer cameWe didn’t...
The hands-on clock reach for every moment in front of it There’s no going back to try and catch lost hours, and yet One day those hands will be no more Time will not matter, no more clock stores Time...
If you follow the path alongside the creek bankJust below the girded bridge with the rusty planks You’ll find me sitting patiently on our favorite rockWatching the small songbirds as they start to flock Take your time; no need to...