Three Green (2016)

1. Plants.
2. Marbles.
3. Fields.
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Often tilled-
But this weekend Easter
egg filled.

 

 

 

Gonna Try It-Not On A Diet # 877

After the charlie horse cramp-

Into a banana tree field is where I had an urge to camp.

A Child’s Time-In Simple Rhyme # 875

The grass was no longer stilled-

As the children ran through the field.

Three Uses For Baskets (2012)

1. Shopping.

2. Flower plantings.

3. Hunting eggs.

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Many to yield-

Happy children, in the field.

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 749 (Memories To Spot)

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

.

The paint had worn off many years ago-

The wood, on the sides, were beginning to bow.

.

A young man had built this house with his bare

hand-

To protect his family, from the weather, and the

wildlife that crossed the land.

.

Times were good, and a few were bad-

But, overall, a memorable life, this family had.

.

As the children grew, they began to move away-

Off to a new life, is what they always had to say.

.

And, the once young man, who had built this

house-

Shared the end, of his years, along with his also

aged spouse.

.

The children would come back, now and then-

Along with the grandchildren, to remember their

own childhoods way back when.

.

When the old man and woman passed

away-

They were buried near the old house,

a custom, in that time and day.

.

As the years grew, no one longer came-

Too many years gone by, things just weren’t

the same.

.

No more family, to upkeep the old place-

It now belonged to the elements, as it continued,

to take up space.

.

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, that I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

-2012-

Gonna Try It-Not On A Diet (174)

On the table there was much food to yield-

Secondly coming from the grocery store, after first being procured from the field.

-2014-

 

 

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 749 (Memories To Spot)

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

.

The paint had worn off many years ago-

The wood, on the sides, were beginning to bow.

.

A young man had built this house with his bare

hand-

To protect his family, from the weather, and the

wildlife that crossed the land.

.

Times were good, and a few were bad-

But, overall, a memorable life, this family had.

.

As the children grew, they began to move away-

Off to a new life, is what they always had to say.

.

And, the once young man, who had built this

house-

Shared the end, of his years, along with his also

aged spouse.

.

The children would come back, now and then-

Along with the grandchildren, to remember their

own childhoods way back when.

.

When the old man and woman passed

away-

They were buried near the old house,

a custom, in that time and day.

.

As the years grew, no one longer came-

Too many years gone by, things just weren’t

the same.

.

No more family, to upkeep the old place-

It now belonged to the elements, as it continued,

to take up space.

.

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, that I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

-2012-

Three Where Snow Laid (2016)

1. Field.

2. Dirt road.

3. Concrete freeway.
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Through the years found-
Falling on the ground.

Mary Elizabeth Rumsey’s Rhyme And Reason-During The Fall Season (427)

To go back in time, to yield-

To fill up that blueberry basket, in the middle of a field.

-2015-

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 659 (The Pumpkin Patch)

The idea came to hatch-

That we had to visit the pumpkin patch.

.

It was just a small drive-

And, then all of a sudden the scenery

came alive.

.

The vines were so green-

Amongst the orange pumpkins, that

were seen.

.

Big ones and small ones, and some

in between-

Some were huge, and of course, some

were lean.

.

To choose, was a hard thing to do-

As we continued to walk, as we continued

through.

.

And, then all of a sudden we saw the perfect

one-

We snapped it off the vine, we were finally

through.

.

Sad to leave, though, for it had been so much fun-

Back through the field, to pay, and it would all be

done.

.

We smiled as we drove away-

With the perfect pumpkin, for Halloween Day.

.

The idea came to hatch-

That we had to visit the pumpkin patch.

-2011-