Spring's In The Air

We will miss the winter's cold in our summer heat

The nightly storms when the thunder rolls its beat

A pouring rain hits the window pane from the outside

When the sleepy moon hides behind the cloud in the sky

Spring awakens no one cries cause winter's dying today

Our feathered friends are in the warmth and here to stay

The green of the earth the ole winter frost has been gone

Dandelions in the gentle breeze are happily dancing along

The fresh morning dew has a sweet taste in the sunshine

Soon the roses will take a new growth in planting time

We will see spring in shades of color upon the glowing earth

We know spring has arrived because God has given a new birth.

(c)Johanna Fields

Life In The Bootheel

Our family live in the back woods out on the farm

Raised in Missouri up before the sound of alarm

Day begin bright and early with rise of the sun

Our work as it started it seem never to get done

The hands used by mother they bled in winter time

My heart would hurt for her she was so very kind

Farming by the sweat of the brow is what you work for

Back in those days each one of your dream seem to soar

Life was not easy being a shared chopper working the land

We trust in God with love our garden food we had to canned

The crops was cotton and corn and livestock to be feed

Living a poor man’s ways night and day never to succeed

A house hold of children went to school we had better learn

Life in the bootheel we worked in the fields as hot sun to burn

Where the dirt was gumbo our life along the mighty river banks

Under a roof with parent at home you was not to old to be spank

© Johanna Fields