Simple Life Poem by Rusty Ed Gibson

Simple Life



I'm not a bad guy

wasn't abused as a child

didn't have a silver spoon

never got too wild



we didn't have central air

we didn't drive nice cars

we didn't take vacations

to some place real far



We had family meals

where everyone ate

we talked about the day

we always said grace



we were taught to be proud

of the flag and our town

always stand at attention

no matter what, not a sound



We were taken to church

where we learned and we prayed

we heard Blessed Assurance

and we sang Amazing Grace



There was not a grownup around

that could not spank our tails

once you got home

you got a beating from hell



Our Dad was the man

our mom was his wife

things weren't to complicated

we lived a simple life



We grew up too fast

and started our own

we paid our own way

raised our kids till they were grown



We like to drink beer

and shoot our loud guns

cook barbq in the yard

play in the sun

Thursday, March 14, 2013
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