Snowing In Wise
The first things I remember are frosty Carolina mornings with a cheery fire crackling in my mommas big black wood cook stove.
I remember snow flakes as big as goose feathers and the moon the color of new made country butter and a night sky like diamonds against black velvet reaching
from horizon to horizon.
I remember when the biggest problems in my barefoot life were sand spurs and red ant hills.
I remember sitting with my grand daddy on the front porch and watching the last of that magnificent southern sun bleed away into the twilight sky.
I remember Sunday school and kneeling at the cross and trying to imagine what God looked like.
Sunday dinner short pants hair cuts and a little puppy my daddy brought home to me and I remember love.
I remember steam puffing fire breathing awesome 10 wheel locomotives and the conductors watch looked as big as one of my grand mothers biscuits.
I remember my mother smiling in a red and white checkered dress and Christmas always seemed so far away.
Yes I remember you Carolina grand old lady if theTechnorati Tags: Wise County Virginia
south. I remember you as home.-Click to listen CDB