A Country Girl’s Dreams

By Yvonne Williams

This book of poems is for all who knows how to shed tears. It will take you back to cherished memories of lost loves, while sitting by the sea, or that instantaneous place of peace that dwells within oneself as you sit on an old wooden rocking chair.

The words of joy, comfort, sorrow, and anger are unleashed through the eyes and thoughts of a country girl’s feelings and dreams in her poems.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: May 10, 2019
• ISBN: 9781796032864

Yvonne Williams

Yvonne Williams was born on born May 4, 1958 in Baltimore Maryland. During the course of her up binging she always had a love for poetry, fishing and sitting on the beach writing poems. She attended the local schools and got a GED, a High school diploma, a bachelor’s degree in Crimal justice, business management, CDL’s Certified Nutrition Consultant, certified Med-tech, and degree in theology. She is married. She have four children. Twenty-three grandchildren, fourteen great grandchildren. She still resides in North Carolina and she’s glad to be a Country Girl. She found that writing poems and short stories was a way to release her heart aces, pain sorrow and so much emotional distressed of lost love ones, that she sometimes hold inside. It is a way of escape for her. It also let other people know that someone else knows their passion and struggles. The lessons we live is a lesson we have learned. The only problem is how many times we will repeat it before we get it right or at least keep trying.

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Copyright © 2019 by Yvonne Williams.

ISBN:            Softcover              978-1-7960-3287-1

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Rev. date: 05/09/2019

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Contents

Dedication

Poems

A Bed Of Rose’s

A Country Girl’s Dream

Adopted

A Fading Love

A Fading Tree

A Friend

A heart That Can’t Wonder

A Mother Torn

Alone

A Mothers Dream

A One Night Stand

Antonio

A Special Friend

As They Lay Me 2 Rest

His Ship Sailed

Comfort Me Father

One Day

No Time Left

Don’t weep For Me

Once Again

The Perfect Birthday

It’s Real

Every- Broken- Wing

Why Are My Dreams Important

Yes I Mary

The Pictures On The Wall

You Showed Up

Dress Me Well

Dad

Sleep With Me

I’m A Addict

She’s My Den’Nis

The Early Morning Light

No One

A Drunk Man’s Actions

I Only Wanted To Be That #1

Vows Of Love

By: The Break Of Dawn

Wrapped

Mother I Thank You

Sand Castle

People

Woman

Why Should I Feel Guilty

War

The Signs Of Him Coming

Why Must I Be The Blame

Why

Will I Smile Again

Venom

Tug- Boat

Trapped

Sometimes They Walk Away

Stop Pretending

Tell The Truth

I Heard Your Heart-

Just understand

I Must Go Back

I Heard Him Coming

He Holds My Hand

Endless- Dreams

Don’t You wish

Death

Black Door

Be What You Are

If I Should

The silent Thought

There’s No Me

Tie’s That Bind Us No More

To Affarid To Look Up

The Affair Of A Married Woman

I Got My Ticket

I Love –You

I – Refuse -To- Give –Up

Next Year

Life -Adds –UP

I Set You Free

It’s Mine

Let Me Touch You

My house

Lets Not Forget

Lets –Talk

No One-

Opportunity

Please Move The Mountain

She Blames Someone

She Came Home

She Finally Began To Go On

Show Me The Way

Smile

Only 2 God

I Do

Pain

My Prince

A Touch Of A Memory

Hard Times Don’t Always Last

No Sympathy

Clouds Of Shadow

A One Night Stand

Five –Til- Five

Two Stars

In My Eyes

My Blue Eyed Love

Don’t Be So Shi

Pure At Heart

So Depressed

Death’s Knock

My Mistake

I Ask

To Love Me Close

The Day She Left

I Stopped Feeling

Cherished Gold

Me & You

Love me in your own special way

Being Different

As I Stand On the Edge

You Touched My Heart

I’m Resting

God Said Come On Home Too

Nothing In Common

I Have No Support

Where’s My Star

The Disobedient Child

I’m Your Partner

If You Fall Get Up

A Real Woman

I Do For You Because

You Where My Hope

The Secret life of a Married Man

Make It Like It Was

Is It To Late

Living In Darkness

One More Time

I Found A Home

Where is The Rainbow

I Found A Man

Get Out

Why Speak

I’ll Be There

My-1st, 2nd And- Last –Love

Father

The trip

What Jehovah Says

Mama’s Gone

Was It Worth It?

There’s No Me

The Unforgettable Kiss

The Green Grass

After You Lost One Love How Do You Find Another?

A Young Woman’s Wedding

The Last Tear

The Love I Will Never Forget

He Made A Woman Out Of Me.

Living A Double Life.

I Need A Friend

What’s The Next Step?

Mind Your Own Business

Let Me Go Forward

My Eyes Can See No More

I forgot

I’ve Always Been In Love With You

! Hurt!

Don’t-U-Wish

Homeless Alex

The Blood Donor’s

Old Rusty Chains Around Us.

A Forgotten Queen

The Reservations That Never Was

Isabel

I Lost You

You Pushed Me

I Weep No More

Fran

Rainbow

Yesterday

PurifinaShawnnatayleePurrine

SerreathaLynn W C

Passion &Desire

You Wouldn’t Let Me Cry

Past- Present@ Future

The Man I Call Daddy

Stress

What are we going to do

Dedication

Dedicated to my master. With a greater power. That I will always look up to and honor my hero Jesus Christ.

I was so fortunate to have and to have had. So many special people in my life. My adopted parents where Calvin and Carrie Woodard. My guard parents where Roscoe and Evangelist Geraldine Whitley. To a special uncle and aunt. Michael and Shirley Taylor. My best friend of thirty-five years, who left me to soon Laura Ruffin. Mary G Lucas, Maggie Carter. My brother, James Bunch. You all will always have a place in my hear. If you trust and believe long enough dreams do come true.

So to my children, grand children and to my rainbow. This was A Country Girl’s Dream and now that dream has become a reality.

And to my biological mother Almer Ruth Duch the prayer warrior.

PS: Sketter

Tuggie

Buster

Dee

Poems

A Bed Of Rose’s

Rose’s petals leaf by leaf

Smells so sweet yet are

So beautiful on white sheets.

Silk white sheets slide across

My feet, red- red roses

And gently touch my toes.

Long stem red roses

Spread across my pillow

one by one I treat them as

they were placed there by

the man I have loved for

many years. A bed of rose

laid out for one queen not like

Anyone else has dreamed.

Soft silk sheets as white as milk,

long black hair as black as mid-night

now laying in a bed of roses on

a cool summer night.

A Country Girl’s Dream

In her eyes there’s a city of her own.

In her smile there’s a house she calls home.

In her heart there’s a man she cries for alone.

In her dreams there is a hillside of fresh air,

And a field of flowers, just waiting for you there.

She’s a country girl that hears the whipawill call

And with many dreams that can be imaged,

even though most of her feelings are bottled

up inside she’s most happy living her country

life out on the country side-

She’s just your plain everyday country girl, with

a dream of what could be-

Clean fresh air, ducks in the pond, horses on the pasture, chicken in the yard, Naturally grown vegetables in the garden, a crystal blue stream, an a country Girls Dreams.

Adopted

You loved me enough to give me away

In hopes to see me again, one day

No shoulder to cry on

You gave birth to me;

And then you were gone-

Eighteen months you let

me stay by your side

Yet you did not keep me

because of pride.

Needing so much love

From the beginning to end

Never knowing if you had any kin-

Adopted into more love than you

Could ever understand, Thank God

Someone had a loving hand.

You never saw my first dance,

or knew of my first romance.

You never knew if I was scared, and

I never