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 Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Mail

Artwork: Two Boys
by Frank Benson

"There's A Rainbow Over My Shoulder"
Sequenced by Frank Schober
Grandpa Schober's Original Midi Files