Dinosaur

November 6, 2019

I heard the ole man talkin-

so like usual - I stopped to listen

He was all worked up 'bout simple things

like family, a home, even huntin' & fishin'

Sick & tired of livin' this " New Age"

feelin' like things just move too fast

That cane poles & ol dirt roads

were quickly becomin' a thing of the past

After a moment he said " I sure miss the ol' days

back when I was just a boy... "

When neighbors -they knew each other

& the people - they felt genuine joy.

Joy passed through the generations

of pure - good ole country livin;

Where Christmas was more 'bout one another

than gifts you'd been given

At supper - families would all sit-

& daddy she'd be the one to pray

Asking " Lord forgive us of our sins

& bless this ole dirt where we stay"

Then daybreak , people were up - n - at - em

ready to take on their tasks

Never shying from a chore - you see -

they were cut from a cloth that would last

But you're talkin' 'bout a time when -

respect - that was a must

And men only said things once -

never stand there & fuss

See - those men - America

was built off their shoulders

Always providin' for family- for country-

they were honorable soldiers!

Then a smile touched his eyes & he said

" I sure could use some ol front porch sittin'

with just my woman- the kids - & the dog"

Damn- wouldn't that be fittin'?

Cuz the way this life is headin'

I just don't think I fit anymore

Like maybe - my time has come & gone

just like the damned ol' Dinosaur

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