A Memory

Several years ago, I posted this poem about the swing in my back yard. My  grandchildren liked him but they soon outgrew him and then I gave him away so other girls and boys could enjoy him. But, I still remember that swing and I’ll bet my grandchildren do too. .The Old Tire Horse The […]

Saying Good-bye to September

Saying Good-bye to September

  The last day of September. When I was a lot younger, I’d hear my parents talk about time flying, especially as they grew older. Now, I can tell you it seems that way to me too. It’s hard to believe summer is actually gone. The trees are still green, mostly, but leaves are falling. […]