When I look back upon my life
The peacefulness I’ve had
Being raised in a gentle world
Of country with mom and dad
As an adult there are as well
Memories that surface too
A farming life I loved so much
Has this ever happened to you?
Just little things that come to mind
Getting mail from a box on the post
Life was slow and careful then
One of the things I loved the most
And Felix, oh how sweet he was
A cat with style and grace
Loved to hunt and climb trees
I’ll always have memories to trace
Life is good, it always was
At least it seems like it to me
Because I was lucky enough to have
The Gentle world of country!
What a loving journey you send us upon whilst reading this wonderful share of your life.....very nice to read...a joy of life.....keep penning
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I would like to translate this poem
A delightful piece on your life in the country....10