Every girl needs an aunt to love,A special gift from God aboveTo snuggle beside, look up to and trust,Whisper a secret, giggling's a must.A sister cannot take this place,No mother ever fill this space.An auntie's a blessing, that's for sure;You'll never quite get over her!

Cone flowers, clover,Brown-eyed SusansBowing dancers on a stage;Show's not overIn the meadowMany days the grand revueShows on.

June heat comes to Oklahoma;The pasture grass is highWaving spears of seed headsKissed by flocks of butterflies.Sun blinding bright, overhead,Copper's hawk soars—wings outspreadIn sky a baby boy blanket blue.Clouds like dumplings in a stew.Tractors cut and rake and rollUncovering more green grass to growHow the cows must view this spreadDried grass of summer, their winter's... Continue Reading →