Dropping down from Flagstaff – Via Oak Creek Canyon Drive –Sharpens senses and emotions – For at last you see it live.Memories stored away from childhood – Of the mountains, oh so high –And the pines so very stately – Seem to stretch and reach the sky.Here and there the sparkling water – Flashes out… Read More Happy City by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Oh, Spring is here, and all the air, Is scented with a fragrance fine,The cardinals too, have built their nest, In the same old bougainvillea vine.The mockingbird is sitting high, And sweetly o’er the air you here,His happy song from morn till night, Telling the world that Spring is here.The March winds blow with mournful… Read More Spring by Katherine Cary Place
The GM brass were in a heated debate,Seemingly overnight the auto became a way of lifeSales are doubling, profits are through the roof.But there isn’t enough workers to cover the line.“Anyone know where we can get some labor?”Someone from Missouri raised their hand,“I know some old cotton pickers that might”A plan was laid, a bus… Read More Wanted: Hicks and Hillbillys
Hey Mister Sloan, Give me a break, I’m doing the best I can. The smoke from your welders, Its corrupting my lungs, Each breath is more of a struggle. The thunder of your presses, It’s making me deaf, My wife has to shout! I can only count to eight, Using my fingers, That missing machine… Read More Hey Mister Sloan
We all have that one pet peeve, You know the thing that sets you off. For some the sound of crunching ice, Others the sound of fingernails dragging a chalkboard, These instill a sudden madness that blocks out all sanity. For me it is incompetence. Made famous by the book, The Peter Principle. My temper… Read More INCOMPETENCE
When you credit your time that is yours to keep,As you sit at eve to rest,And view each hour through the day be long,Can you say I have done my best?Did you smile on a little child today,Did you help another along the way?As lightening the load of a weary one?If you did, you say… Read More WHEN YOU CREDIT YOUR TIME by Katherine Cary Place
All dressed-up in a Zoot suit – With a watch chain made of Jute –You can give your horn a Toot – While findin’ ways to spend your Loot!Feelin’ 10 feet tall – ‘thout Wearnin’ Boots –And never give a Poot –We laughed and thought it quite a Hoot –Then found it truly did take… Read More Coot by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
It’s Springtime in Dixie, All the is fair to see,If it were not for the folks at home, It’s good enough for me.The flowers are blooming all around, And birds sing all the day,They want to make me happy, Just before I go away.Oh, the river and the ocean, Their beauty can’t be told,My heart… Read More WHEN I GET HOME AGAIN by Katherine Cary Place
Congratulations Amy –First you crawled and then you walked,And then you talked and talked and talked!!!The days rolled by and then the years,First day of school – you showed no fear.For 13 years you have progressed,Ands passed some quite exhaustive tests,You followed your dream to truly excel,And you have done exceptionally well.As a family we… Read More Congratulations Amy by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Come on home we want to see you,Want to visit for a while,Want to talk the old days over,Want to see your sunny smile,How we plane to have you with us,Talk about it day and night,Hope you will not disappoint us,Dear that wouldn’t be just right,Life deals out some tangled problems, Can’t make out the… Read More WAITING (To Elizabeth) by Katherine Cary Place
Ramblings of an Old Coot 