He Loved His Ole Truck Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr
He Loved His Ole Truck
He loved all his family,
and would want them to know.
He loved laughing,
His smile told us so.
He loved living,
what more could I say?
He loved the friendships
he made along the way.
He loved music,
foot patting to the sound.
He loved parades and
running on the dirt ground.
He loved God and country;
and one more thing was true;
Frank loved his old truck.
© Loyd C. Taylor, January 2016
I was privileged to perform the funeral service of Frank, an older gentleman. He loved Bluegrass music, Nascar, and old vehicles. He especially loved an old Chevy Truck he had restored.
As I thought about his life and what he may be remembered for, I jotted down these simple thoughts for his widow and family.
I hope you enjoy it.
Loyd, the "Simple Poet."
May his soul rest in peace. I reckon though that the ode would have rocked if his name had been stuck in the poem. Just a thought
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/16/2025 7:28:21 AM # 1.0.0
A man with love for those important, good things and he loved his old truck, too. What a humble simple man!