Tag: farm
Love, Love, Love
Alarm clock noise bizzzzzzzzz
It’s 5 AM. I slip quietly out of our bed, tip toe down the hall, put on my lucky fishing shirt.
Holly Suzanne Yager 1983-2002
The low-lying cloud lies on my newly, furrowed field. I breathe in the musty Delta bottom. The low-lying cloud lies on my newly, furrowed field. I breathe in the musty Delta bottom. A puff of Spring breeze conjures up my Holly’s spirit
Winter Moon
My old dog and I walk the tree lined path. The high winter moon hits the highest point making a lacy pattern of shadows. The hard snow glistens on soft
Our Girl, Krista
I wake in a morning fog and greet another day.
I feel doom but, don’t know what it is.
Just doom lurking.
My mind darts from side to side,