Thinking about days gone by as a boy on the farm.
Country boy, freckled face and sun tanned
Living life to its fullest down on the farm
Ready for a scrap with the bully next door
But in his heart means nobody any harm
Favorite knife tucked away in his pocket
Expert with a rifle and homemade slingshot
Squirrel hunting his favorite pastime
Rabbits also will go into the cooking pot
His ball cap pushed way back on his head
Broom straw stem sticking out of his mouth
He's heard about the life up North
But he's glad he lives way down South.
He can swim like a fish and dive too
Run like a deer and shimmy up a tree.
He knows to be home at supper time
Bows his head to say, Lord I thank thee
Life for him is simple and he is honest
Does his chores by giving it his best
With a clear conscience he can lay down
Sleep well and get plenty of rest
Country boy, freckled face and sun tanned
Now grown up to be a working man
Wishes sometimes he was still a boy
But that is not part of the Father's plan.
©Thomas E. Kittrell
2006
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Artwork: Two Boys by Frank Benson
"There's A Rainbow Over My Shoulder" Sequenced by Frank Schober Grandpa Schober's Original Midi Files
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