Country Colored Memories
(Squirrels playing around the Oaktree The first thing this morning that’s what I see The snow didn’t keep them inside today They were anxious to get out and play Digging down deep in the glistening white snow Searching for the...
Lifes miles are years in the making.sound, voices, patterns, relationships making sometimes it’s a simple thing; it doesn’t take much to inventyou’re never questioning why because you’re living in the moment, You are caught up in taking in life,dealing with...
My mother always handledHer problems as they landed Folded hands in her lap with her apron tied aroundA crescendo of voices, still she never uttered a sound I would catch a glimpse of herdeep in thought While her children squabbled...
No more children-filled, fun summersMy Music has now changed drummers Those summer faces now gone for goodsweet little faces gobbling favorite foods Teaching small bodies to swimNow they quickly dive in on a whim They don’t need you anymoreBecause they...