Susie Little Susie 

Susie, little Susie, now what is the news? 

The geese are going barefoot because they've no shoes 

The cobbler has leather but no last has he 

And so he cannot make them their shoes, don't you see 

Susie, little Susie, some pennies I pray 

To buy a little supper of sugar and whey 

I'll sell my nice bed and go sleep on the straw 

Where feathers do not tickle and mice do not crawl 

Susie, little Susie, now what is the news? 

The geese are going barefoot because they've no shoes 

The cobbler has leather but no last has he 

And so he cannot make them their shoes, don't you see 

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Picture to the Right: Those are Mom's hands on my shoulders.

The story: Mom, as I've mentioned sang all the time. But this

song was especially for me! Well, I forgot all about this song

over the years until the other day when thinking about my

mother I started singing this song. It was a spontaneous 

serendipity occurrence. I stopped dead in my tracks. Johanna

was home so I ran to her and said, "Johanna, you have to

listen to this song!! Mom sang it to me all the time and it just

came back to me!!" So, Johanna kindly humored me and 

listened...then we chatted for a while. It was a very nice

time for me, now as "Mom," to be talking with my daughter. Did you catch the drift? A.K.A: ''talking" not singing!! Ha ha! I cannot sing well like my mother did so, I spared Johanna the complete rendition...ha ha ha! 

Mom sang as she did her work around the house, outside 

whether she was going about duties or just walking with us,

walking out to the horse barn, on picnics and so on. Music was a big part of her life; a part of her and now a major

part of mine. Mom gave me the love for the out of doors; most of my time was spent outside because of Mom and being on the farm. Anyway, it all fits together nicely; music, nature.........

There is also a poem that my brother had to recite about his little sister Suzie. Maybe I will find the words to it and put it here next time. 

NO AIR CONDITIONING HERE!!!

I am thankful for the breezes that flow through all the windows when I come
home and open them up. No air-conditioning here.

The air is so wonderful. Almost as wonderful as being on water, by water.
To have both is a marvel.

I now remember my mother saying almost the same thing:
"Suzie, just feel that breeze! Isn't it heavenly?" Her exact words.
Her smile.  I remember her smile and motions when she would say those words.
She seemed to gain some peace and joy in her ''nature moments." Many times Mom
would raise her head just a little, breathing in, savoring the scents and scenery. And boy
were there scents! Cows, horses, manure, bugs, cool mud after a rain and flowers to name
a few.
I am thankful for my mother.


I am thankful for the tons of birds that sing all day; for the lone raven in the poplar tree
and the cackling, territorial American Crows that keep the Vultures at bay....for the birds
nests I've come upon.

Cool breeze come waft
by this place,
Caress my cheek with balm. 


Gird me up on graceful wings,
Steel me,
for this hour.
                                       -suzie july 22, 2010

A YEAR

A year gone by;