Country Side Poet

 This is my grandpa and grandma on my mama's side and one of my uncles. Back when he was able my grandpa made many handles for tools such as shovels, hoes, mattocks, axes, etc. We lost h...

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  Thought I would give a little update to let you all know how things are going right now. I've been trying to push through and seemed to be getting my strength back a little each day but w...

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I guess you all think I've flown the coop since it's been long time no see. I just wanted to update you all and let you know I've missed everyone. I'm on a hard journey right now fighting a disea...

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                                                  Two old shoes sit in the corner                                           ...

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I'M BACK FOLKS AND IT HAS BEEN AWHILE. I GUESS YOU ALL HAVE BEEN WONDERING IF I ABANDONED EVERYONE AND MY BLOG. I DIDN'T INTEND ON STAYING AWAY SO LONG BUT I'VE HAD A VERY HARD GO OF IT SINCE MY ...

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As some of you have noticed I haven't been on here much or kept up with you and your posts. Due to my illness I have had to slack off quite a bit and not even able to be on the computer much...

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WHEN I GO HOME ACROSS THE HILLS AT EVENING MY LITTLE FLOCK OF MEMORIES GATHER IN A GENTLE PEACE AND QUIETNESS WILL SETTLE I LOOK BACK AND REMEMBER MY HERO ONCE AGAIN THE MAN I AL...

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                                          We no longer raise gardens, chickens and hogs                                           No more smoking...

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I HAVE FOUGHT A HUNDRED BATTLES IN MY MIND I'VE SEEN IT ALL I HAVE RAISED MY GUN AGAINST THE ENEMY AND SEEN MY COMRADES DIE AND FALL I HAVE CARRIED THE ARMOR OF COURAGE ALWAYS...

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Old country roads remind me of walking to church come Sunday morning and walking back come Sunday night. They remind me of walking to the little country store with mama's list in hand. Those...

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I'M JUST AN OLD HOME LEFT TO SLUMBER FROM HAPPY DAYS GONE BY MANY WIND SWEPT MEMORIES STILL LINGER SWEET AS A LULLABY MY OLE RUN DOWN HEART STILL HAS PLENTY LEFT TO TELL IF YOU'D JU...

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IS IT TIME YET MAMA, CAN I GO BAREFOOT? THAT WAS THE NUMBER ONE QUESTION COME SPRING. WE’D SEE THE DOGWOODS IN BLOOM OR THE REDBUD TREES AND ALWAYS COMMENCE TO PULL OUR SHOES OFF. THE OLDE...

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                                               A little deer standing by the roadside                             ...

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As I faced my Maker at the last judgement,I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles: an angel sat b...

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THE AIR IS FILLED WITH FLUTTERING WINGS A CASCADE OF BLUE STRUGGLING ON THROUGH HOLDING IN THEIR HEARTS SUCH WONDERFUL DREAMS OF SO MUCH LIVING THEY'D STILL LOVE TO DO THOUGH EYE...

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When I was growing up I loved to roam through the neighborhood and visit the neighbors, especially the older folks. Walking by myself down an old road was safe back then. I never had any wor...

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MARCH CAN COME IN LIKE A LION AND GO OUT LIKE A LAMB OR VISE VERSA. WE NEVER KNOW WHAT IT'S GONNA BRING. SUNNY AND WARM ONE WEEK, A BLIZZARD THE NEXT, AND IT'S THE BEGINNING OF TORNADO SEASO...

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I learned a long time ago the little things are the most important in life and can’t compare to wealth of money or material things. When I was growing up we didn’t have much material thi...

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THE ART OF QUILT MAKING GOES BACK MANY, LONG YEARS AND HANDED DOWN FROM ONE GENERATION TO ANOTHER. I’M SURE IT CAME ABOUT AS A NECESSITY FOR MANY, AS TIMES WERE VERY HARD. PEOPLE HAD BIG F...

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                                         I miss days of old                                         when simple times were here ...

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SHE’S SEEN MANY A SEASON COME AND GO THAT OLD COUNTRY STORE WAS ONE OF A KIND THOSE BIG WELCOME DOORS WERE ALWAYS OPEN IT WAS THE PLACE TO GO AND BUY ON TIME A WATERING HOLE FO...

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 IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN WHEN ALL THE SNEEZING, SNORTING, BLOWING AND COUGHING STARTS. HERE'S A LITTLE SOMETHING I WROTE A COUPLE YEARS AGO THAT MIGHT BE OF INTEREST.  I remember b...

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I know everyone remembers a favorite pet or two while growing up. We were blessed to have several dogs and cats but there’s one dog that stands out the most. His name was Ole Mack and he w...

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                                               Thank you for the flowers                                   �...

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I DREAM OF THOSE CHRISTMAS'S SO LONG AGO WHEN THINGS WERE SIMPLER AND TIME WAS MORE SLOW SEARCHING THE WOODS FOR THAT SPECIAL LITTLE TREE A FEW HOMEMADE DECORATIONS, SO BEAUTIFUL TO M...

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