Blue skies
Green grass with
specks of yellow from dandilions
A sweet smell of honeysuckle in the air
Beez buzzing
Dragonflies zipping
Butterflies fluttering
Owls hooting
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Apple trees
Warm summer breeze
Grape vine
Crisp lenins on the line
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Kids screaming and laughing from playing hide n' seek
Happy riding their bike everyday of the week
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Rain showers on just one side of the street
Powerful thunder storms
Only a breif momment we'd be without power
Playing inside we'd build a card tower
And when it's all dry we'd go outside and pick flowers
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Milk man!! we'd hear him yell
The thud on the porch made us run,
it's the paper boy, we could tell
Here comes the insurance man
Had to have coverage so we'd be well
Got ----on our knee when we fell
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Fried chicken, white rice n' gravy
Cabbage n' corn bread
Not one meal did we dread
Grandma can we have some more
Not one crumb hit the floor
We'd like to run out the door when
we got our weekly dose of castoria
Oh! The joys of childhood
I would go back if I could
But
For now I just have these
" Wounderful "
memories to go back to...
WHEN I THINK OF HOME
It was called macuacorn- I believe that is the correct spelling! For some reason, I used to like when grandma put that stuff of my knee- It made me feel special for some reason- It let everybody know that I had a boo-boo (smile)
Remember we used to sit under the grapevine and at times we would try our luck with the pear tree (smile)- Maybe would find one that was soft enought to eat, "man", seemed like they never got ripe no matter how long they sat in the window!!!!