90 days of pushin’ broom pays me well And I sing this tune – I have glasses now – and that’s a fact. I got them free without any act. There’s a stereo I play till dawn With the volume up and my ear phones on. I wear old clothes and heavy shoes, And, yes,… Read More 90 Days of Pushin’ Broom by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

From the time you could use it this has been your chair— At Grandma’s and Grandpa’s you always sat there. And not just at mealtime, but at other times too— You made use of this chair, it just suited you. You’d sit high at the counter when Grandma baked pies— And using a “thimble” you’d… Read More THE RABBIT’S CHAIR by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

“Sweet Sixteen” is a marvelous age – To do the things that are “all the rage”. In your Grandma’s day she was a “flapper”. And your Grandpa, he was “sporty” and “dapper” In your Mother’s day, the “jitterbug” – Was the way most teenagers “cut a rug”. At your generation you’ll see us frown –… Read More Sweet Sixteen by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

What fun to be “sixteen” years old – You can now be a little “bold”. You’ve waited quite a while we know— To “drive” the “car”! To have a “beau”! “Long” hair is style – straight as can be – No “curls” or “bangs” of “femininity”. Boy’s hair is “long” and “flowing” – Repeated looks!… Read More Sweet Sixteen by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

May life always be kind to you – and you be kind to life. May you have a wealth of blessings – always helping when there’s strife. Show kindness to you fellowman – wherever you may be. The happiness will fill your life – for all the world to see. If each and every one… Read More SMILE AND FIND A FRIEND by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill