She No Longer Remembered

(I long to go back to the deep woods. The solitude, with only the company of the wildlife, beckons me.

Thank you, Doug, for this great write! )

She No Longer Remembered

She went to live among the trees
On the banks of a river wide
The wind was her music
The forest was her guide
She no longer remembered
Why she had cried

Douglas Evans

She Sang The Old Songs

She sang the old songs

Songs of lilacs and shady lanes

She sang the peace songs

Songs of home and front porches

She sang the love songs

Songs of heart and Sunday walks

She sang until time and rhyme were one

Blue Pueblo