When I was young, life was simple and slow All I knew was land, sky, and flow Dew on the grass and pink morning light A world of beauty in every sight
A woman tended our home with love and care Her wisdom taught me the sacred there Not separate from the things we see each day But woven in all things, in humble ways
My father loved the land, its every turn He taught me to notice, grow, and learn From feeding cows to fishing in the pond A life that rejoiced in nature’s bond
My mother urged me to look beyond that place To seek new paths, to find a new pace To take the beauty of this world we call home And carry it with me wherever I roam
So I left that small town and went away But the lessons I learned remain today For the beauty of land, sky, and flow Are woven into the fiber of my life and soul
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 27 years in Los Angeles. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of three darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 41 years.
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