For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Birds are calling in the trees, They are back, soon it will freeze. Beauty in red, gray and gold, Colors muted, with some bold. From tree to tree, they do fly, Most in flocks, some low, some high. As I walk, they chirp and… Continue Reading “Tiny Birds, A Poem.”
COUNTRY PATH This country path we walk along, With trees aplenty, standing strong, And colored leaves, vibrant and bright, Falling to earth, filling our sight, Covering our path, as we walk, Landing upon us, as we talk, Some are crunching, beneath our feet, Filling… Continue Reading “Country Path. A Poem.”