Ranch Poetry

Just Eyes Judd Mortimer Lewis I think I do-Nay; I know I do-- Like blue eyes passing well; Not simply just because they are blue, But--well, 'tis hard to tell! And then, again, It isn't hard-- I think I like their hue Because-- because of my regard for you; your...

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] By E. E. Cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without i t(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) ...

In honor of Spring, I bring you April in an apron. I smell lemon cake served on floral china and can hear the cackling laughter of girls in a garden. Put a flower in your hair, set the table and invite the girls over to celebrate a...

It's a Ford.  It runs. It has been running for a long, long time. There are more new and rebuilt parts than when the engine first turned over. And it looks..welll...

Just look at that face! The tractors of the American landscape are true unsung heroes. They have been willing to do our bidding from the early morning starlight to the last ray of golden sun. We had a tractor barn on the farm in south Texas....

  Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You by Robert Louis Stevenson COME, my little children, here are songs for you; Some are short and some are long, and all, all are new. You must learn to sing them very small and clear, Very true to time...