A sense of the Masters touch ..
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The path leads to the hills where
The woods are.
Picking up pine combs that smell unique
Makes a great fire starter.
The Daisey flowers go down the hill by the barn
Its time to milk the old red cow.
Mama is beside me.
She has brought a bucket to put the milk in.
The clouds in the west is bringing rain.
Already drops are hitting the ground .
Old Queenie, my dog is following me around.
A neighbor stops by and mama gives her butter beans . crop top cocktail gowns
We mowed around the barn and house.
The fresh cut grass causes me to sneeze .
Mama hands had a roughness due to hard work she did .
Keep on the sunny side ...
God loved us first .. Hallelujah for that
Donna Michael ...
Have a great day