Country Colored Memories
I kept my mama’s letters I read them every yearI think about how precious they are and how I hold them dearthe time and place seem long agoShe-wrote of life and things she knows Everything’s fine she would sayDaddy had...
On the front porch swing You can see everything The old woman that lives just down the lane She walks by every day using a wooden cane She always smiles and waves hello You’ve never spoken but you both know...
The world is a better place with apple orchards. A place where nature’s creatures all work in accord The sounds are magical and can transform you. No words are flapping in the air, which is frustrating and untrue. It is...
The sea of humankind is restless, and it stirs up muck and mire Slinging ugly everywhere, it never seems to tire In the seas, its hands are pain and deathNegligently Choking out humankind’s last breath Greed and lust are humankind’s...