Country Colored Memories
Whispering winds unseen
Flowing shadows of green
Limbs gently swaying
Voices are saying
The leaves days numbered
Soon, Branches unencumbered
Green will turn to bright firey hues
Yellows, reds, and oranges against a sky blue
The whispering winds won’t last
Winter will make new shadows cast
I’ll sit for the whispering show
The actors I intimately know
I capture their dance
Wrapped up in the romance
I will mourn them when they go
If I could unbend your little mindI would do it in a heartbeat 💓 But, I can’t, so I must findA way...
I took a picture of Paradise todayI had always envisioned it this way The tigers and bears running freeNot in cages, but...
Some days the seas we sail are rough We question at the time if we’ll be tough enough The strength will have...
What’s That Smell? In the 1930s, during the great depression, a roaring lion had entered the scene in the form of abject...