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 of a sea of red sisters
Dancing, swaying, without any misters
Some stay standing below her bows
The dance of spring pulled off somehow
When daddy would make ice cream on a hot Saturday night he would pack in crushed ice and rocksalt just right he would turn and churn and churn vanilla dreams in our minds burned with every pull of the handle...
Let’s pull some taffy on a Saturday nightDaddy had the recipe and he cooked it just right In our house, daddy always made the candyMom said it was because he was very handy He made popcorn balls, peanut brittle, and...
Through the agesMany footprint pages God’s book becomes filledAs lives quietly are stilled Leaving their DNA blueprintFor a spectacular future event Generations will seeEternal life will finally be Many footprint pagesReturning in stages From the grave, they will ariseRight before...
It happened on a warm late summer nightwe had just gone to bed and turned out all the lights back in the day, you could leave the door unlockedit was an age when neighbors would visit but didn’t need to...
