© Randy Souders - Sapphire Designs 2014



I get quite sentimental Around this time every year The days are getting cooler And the holidays are near Through tearful eyes, my heart returns To the days of long ago I hear that Singer sewing machine As I watch our Mother sew Pinto beans bubble on the stove As Lena sets the supper table Later, Daddy has to run the TV line Though we know he's barely able The noise from the tipple has quieted down It won't be long till Daddy gets here Mother has the wash tub full and hot For when he sheds his coal miner's gear Cheryl sees Daddy coming up the lane And tells the others we'll be eating soon The little ones head for the wash pan Nine people fill the dining room Daddy opens up his new Sporting News Tunes the radio to the Dodgers game Through all the static, he cheers them on As they head toward World Series fame After dark, we gather on the porch Four girls sitting in the swing Boys on the steps; parents in chairs Daddy ready to pick as we sing Singing hymns we learned in Sunday School Before long, Daddy even chimes in It thrills my heart to hear him sing He just winks at me and grins I want to meet them once again Where I can listen by the hour To all those familiar sounds of home While Daddy picks Wildwood Flower Kathleen McCoy Eldridge © September 23, 2014 All Rights Reserved share



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Holding Things Together

Art © Randy SoudersSapphire Designs 2014