Standing like a river-roaming crane Beside a Narrow country Lane Miles and miles outside of town Was a weathered barn, faded brown. For many years it stood there Sky-scraping the country air Like a sentinel of farm and feed Guards the growth of each new breed. But time marched on every day And the farmerContinue reading “It Isn’t Anymore”
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America to Me
I ordered a glass of lemonade These stands are the place to be Cold drink, sitting in the shade. And it feels like America to me. I ordered spicy rice with chicken Saps Thai is the place to be All I hear are Thai men speaking And it sounds like America to me. I orderedContinue reading “America to Me”
Gatherin’
There’s somethin’ sad about a table with one more empty chair The seat that held humanity holds nothing now but air. The life it held is not extinguished, only some place else but here. So mom and dad put on fake smiles that hide the grieving tear. Sadder still, the families who are never there…Continue reading “Gatherin’”
Can You?
Can you hear the ring of wind chimes in the gently blowing wind? Can you see Grandpa’s truck as it starts to round the bend? Can you taste the sugar cookies that Grandma Great was making? Can you smell the homemade bread that she’d just finished baking? Can you sense the golden sunshine softly restingContinue reading “Can You?”
From Flowering to Fruitful
The common blackberry. ☝🏻 You know what’s interesting? On these blackberry bushes and the apples trees that we’re growing (and other plants as well) the beautiful flower petals have to wilt away and die in order for the fruit to grow. Why? I have no idea. It just happens that way. The tree buds, blossoms,Continue reading “From Flowering to Fruitful”
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