Who am I…
That he would care
But just a plain country girl
With long brown hair
My eyes don’t sparkle
Ocean blue
Their homely brown
With a black tea hue
My words are simple
Not refined
Backwood hillbilly
This voice of mine
I don’t put on
Ruby red lips
Just denim jeans
Tight to the hips
An with these
Old boots of mine
I walk the woods
Among the mountain pine
My high society
Social event
La-Tee-Dah
Mending fence
As for my
Elaborate dine
I'll grab that picnic
Basket of mine
Chicken, biscuits
Don’t forget the cokes
Throw a blanket
Under the oak
Here you won’t find
That southern belle
Just little ole me
In a hick-er shell
I’ll be more then happy
To be your friend
This country gal,
Patty Ann
I’ll be more then happy
To be your friend
This country gal,
Patty Ann
Showing posts with label Tears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tears. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Off Track
There’s only one boss
In this here land
It’s God Almighty
And in Him I’ll stand
If you’ve got a complaint
Please bring it to me
Don’t take it to the mountain
For all to see
God has seen the tears I’ve shed
Over the hurting words
That’s been said
And the sheild that I grab
Is faith you see
For the firey darts
That you send at me
The shield in one hand
The sword in the other
I go to war
BUT NOT against
Sister and brother
The misuse
Of God’s word
Should have never been
For one’s own purpose
Or to prove
That I’ve sinned
So now you’ve condemned me
To hell and back
Where does that leave us
but OFF TRACK!
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I wrote this one for a friend of mind.
Going through a hard time..
In this here land
It’s God Almighty
And in Him I’ll stand
If you’ve got a complaint
Please bring it to me
Don’t take it to the mountain
For all to see
God has seen the tears I’ve shed
Over the hurting words
That’s been said
And the sheild that I grab
Is faith you see
For the firey darts
That you send at me
The shield in one hand
The sword in the other
I go to war
BUT NOT against
Sister and brother
The misuse
Of God’s word
Should have never been
For one’s own purpose
Or to prove
That I’ve sinned
So now you’ve condemned me
To hell and back
Where does that leave us
but OFF TRACK!
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I wrote this one for a friend of mind.
Going through a hard time..
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Old Country Lane
Old Country Lane
We went riding down a old country lane
The beautiful colors remind me of Maine
I thought about my younger years
The joy ,happiness,sadness and tears
My mom and dad ,sister and brother
Love we had for one another
And all the things that we’ve been through
Has just strengthen my love for you
The peace that came to us that day
In the beautiful colors along the way
Years have passed by
a lot of things have changed
But I still look back on that
Old Country Lane..
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I wrote this for a friend…
http://icandoranch.webs.com/
We went riding down a old country lane
The beautiful colors remind me of Maine
I thought about my younger years
The joy ,happiness,sadness and tears
My mom and dad ,sister and brother
Love we had for one another
And all the things that we’ve been through
Has just strengthen my love for you
The peace that came to us that day
In the beautiful colors along the way
Years have passed by
a lot of things have changed
But I still look back on that
Old Country Lane..
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I wrote this for a friend…
http://icandoranch.webs.com/
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