Country Colored Memories
Under the shade tree
My thoughts are free
I use my hands
To make hearts in the sand
Examine some stones and rocks
Barefoot, no shoes or socks
My feet sunk into the dirt
What can it possibly hurt
Peace and security here
No dangerous villains near
Under the shade tree
The best place to be
At least, it is for me
The empty years of lifeRush in with regrets and strifes The only if I had didReflecting on your kids Old age has settled on meMy limbs cut off my tree No longer at youths’ doorMy mind is screaming for more...
I sit in quiet solitudeReflecting on my present mood My thoughts are on my brothersMy sisters and my mother The times we played together under the big walnut treeCracking nuts for mama and we just didn’t see She had put...
I saw the beauty of the leaf asit floated by it was so unique it caught my eye The blaze of color in just one leafA fantastic sight beyond belief It always happens when the season changesTurning green leaves to...