Leather seating, time for two
Kerosene lamps at midnight
Talk of dreams, me and you
Bathrobes, bedsides, babies
What if is what we do
Life doesn't get any sweeter
Here we still are, who knew?
Monday, June 21, 2010
Inside Pennsylvania
Inside Pennsylvania
At the turning of the year
The evergreens hang low and white
Just past the season of good cheer
The whitetail deer are fewer
But still they can be seen
The smart ones and the young ones
Resting quiet midst the greens
Woodsmoke in the morning
Woodsmoke in the night
The comfort smells of warmth and home
Beckon tea by firelight
Just when the winter winds
Seem billowing too long
The spring begins its prelude
Sugaring season now begun
When the maples have decided
To bloom and start their leaves
The crocuses delight us
With their cheerful repartee
The days begin to tease us
With sunny warmth for play
And lambs and kids start calling
For the pastures of mid May
The night time chorus echoes
With serenades here and there
The silent dawn is broken
By an owl song in the air
Then all at once its summer
And crystal waters clear
Beckon every living thing
To spend time very near
Caves, lake beaches, campgrounds
Are worth the out of way
Parks and pools and playgrounds
Bustle in the day
And just to keep us longing
For the summer every year
The harvest time is welcomed
The school books do appear
Pumpkins, corn, and mazes
The farmers now do shine
Their labors in the hot sun
Yield cider, hay, and wine
Tobacco hangs in some barns
Apples fill the press
The atmosphere hangs heavy
With rest and thankfulness
Seasons greetings to the country
Merry Christmas to each town
Inside Pennsylvania
Another year takes a bow ~
(Didn't make the cut for publication, but I had fun writing it!)
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
nighties at noon
'tis the season for nighties at noon
what's a sun? what's a moon?
lullabies and nursery rhymes
gentle winds and snuggle times
sisters coo and brother smiles
mommy rocks sweet daddy's child
he comes home from his long day
and still has time to sit and play
little fingers, little toes
tiny buttons, ribbons and bows
the bassinet is made for sleep
but arms work best for baby's keep
what's a sun? what's a moon?
lullabies and nursery rhymes
gentle winds and snuggle times
sisters coo and brother smiles
mommy rocks sweet daddy's child
he comes home from his long day
and still has time to sit and play
little fingers, little toes
tiny buttons, ribbons and bows
the bassinet is made for sleep
but arms work best for baby's keep
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
Where does an eighty-three-foot long, fourteen-foot high vegetarian go to hide? Apparently the Dana Quarry in Wyoming... Thank you to Prehis... -
Life is beautiful. God is merciful. My cup is overflowing with love and good things. Being raised in a God-fearing, Bible believing communit...
-
An article came across my social media today that got me to thinking... a lot of things get me to thinking, but here is this particular trai...
-
Oh, what some paint and elbow grease can do... I really like that the white paint brought about more of a cottagy look... We used milk paint... -
Oh, distracted bean snapper Where are your thoughts today? Ends in the waste, beans in the pot Not the other way Come the months of winter W...