THE LILLY by Katherine Cary PlaceDown in the city, close to the river. Where poverty, squalor and crime are rife,Close to the bank where the mud is blackest, A tiny leaflet sprang to life.The warm spring rains, the soft spring sunshine, The gentle winds and morning dew:Each helped it struggle to glorious promise, Till a… Read More THE LILLY by Katherine Cary Place
THE FOLKS BACK HOME by Katherine Cary PlaceIt is great out here where I am, There are flowers everywhere,There’s a fragrance wafted on the breeze, Like a softly spoken prayer.The grass is green and cool, And all the sky is blue,With fleecy clouds a’moving, And the suns a’shining throughBright birds are gaily singing, When first… Read More THE FOLKS BACK HOME by Katherine Cary Place
SONGS OF PRAISE by Katherine Cary PlaceUp on the top of a tall pine tree, The cardinal sang to the sun,This is a wonderful place to be, And oh, the glory that I can see,From the bough I am sitting on.The willow tree on the river bank,Rustles its leaves of green,Oh this wonderful place to… Read More SONGS OF PRAISE by Katherine Cary Place
OWLS by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillI went shopping down the street –And I found many things to greet.Some were pretty – some were plain –All were very glad I came.Each one seemed to say to me –Take me home and let me be –A gift you’ll give a friend or else –Let me sit upon your… Read More OWLS by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
SOMETHING IS WRONG by Katherine Cary Place Something is wrong at our house, Something big and sad,We have lost the art of smiling, The art to make one glad.The sky is blue as ever, And Sweeter the thrushes song,But out at the place that we call home, There is something decidedly wrong.Out here it’s fine,… Read More SOMETHING IS WRONG by Katherine Cary Place
My Gold by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillThe scattered dots of gold across the lawns –Are treasures that we each may look upon –They are the gifts of God, of time, of space –And it is not the right of man – to here misplace –For by the wind – their seed is scattered thus –A message… Read More My Gold by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
SI PERKINS WEDDING DAY by Katherine Cary PlaceSi Perkins was a farmer, A bachelor old was SI,He vowed he’d never marry, There ain’t no reason to try,For any woman old or young, Or rich or poor said he,With all their winnin’ ways, That will ever capture me.I own this farm and, I have saved a… Read More SI PERKINS WEDDING DAY by Katherine Cary Place
MRS. WHEELER by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillHearts and hands are reaching out to you –To tell you “thanks” for loving us the way you do.And, not just from us – the Richard Clan –We’re sure that stretched out all across this land –Former students grateful for your guiding hand –Would join with us, in saying how… Read More MRS. WHEELER by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
LITTLE PERIWINKLE PINK by Katherine Cary PlaceSay, what do you think?I know a little girl called Periwinkle Pink.The last time I saw her, she was tiny as could be,And the Red Bird that lives in my tall pine tree said,“Last night when she went to bed, he peeked in her window”.That is what he said,And… Read More LITTLE PERIWINKLE PINK by Katherine Cary Place
Mother’s House by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillThis little house is a souvenir –Of a home now gone – yet still held dear.The wood used here is hard and old –But it sheltered our family – from rain and cold.This depicts the place where we lived till grown –And while awfully crowded – it was truly a… Read More Mother’s House by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Ramblings of an Old Coot 