Subtle beauty are the views across rural America, Like a canvas of dynamic paint, always changing. Rustic elegance of a time long gone, Slipping away through our fingers, like sand. Restless barnyards full of sounds, Baby lambs, little kids and chirping chicks. Now turning into whispers, like echoes of the past. Oh, are the memories … Continue reading The Last Vestiges Of Rural America (Poem)
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This Old Rocking Chair (Poem)
This Old Rocking Chair This old rocking chair of yester-year, Reminding us all of people held dear. Of forefathers before who worked through blood, sweat and tears; Of loving grandmothers mending clothes and tending to steers. This piece of wood, a cornerstone, to any farmstead. It tells a story of our elders, who built this farm, … Continue reading This Old Rocking Chair (Poem)
