SWEET MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDHOOD # 1

 

Sweet memories of our childhood

Those days of youth were the best

Golden Septembers in the fields

Gathering the bounty of the harvest

BEYOND THE SNOW-CAPPED MOUNTAINS

 

Beyond the snow-capped mountains

A brand new dawn breaks

Night moved onward into light

Across the land and the lakes

IN SHADES OF RED AND ORANGE

 

In shades of red and orange

The sky burns with fire

Clouds in sunset are illuminated

Like smoke in a funeral pyre

AS STREAKS OF GOLD APPEAR IN THE WESTERN SKY

 

As streaks of gold appear in the western sky

I look into her hypnotic green eyes and sigh

With her in my arms and romance in my heart,

As the sunset glowed, I vowed we’d never part

THE RED RIVER OF THE SOUTH

 

The Red River of the south

Gains it name

From the red-bed country

Of its watershed

Where it rises on the slopes

Of the Llano Estacado mesa

In two branches to flow east

From the Texas Panhandle

It acts as the border between

Texas and Oklahoma

Before entering Arkansas

And winds its way across

The arid lands of the Great Plains

And flows into Louisiana

Bound for the Mississippi

PERCHED ON THE APPLE BOUGHS

 

Perched on the Apple boughs

The Finches sing a song to please

A song carried on the air, with

The scent of blossom on the breeze

SUMMER SQUALL

 

The sky is grey and dark

Defying the sun to appear

Then the wind picks up

And thunder is getting near

Rain follows with lightning

Flashes that strike fear

And preludes the thunder

So loud it deafens the ear

But then its passes on

And the skies are clear