It’s been a lot of years now—
Since last I punched a cow…
I have to think (for self esteem)
I still remember how.
I haven’t been astride a horse—
In nigh as many years…
And I’ve almost forgot the sounds
Of buzzers and of cheers.
The man I shave each mornin’
Doesn’t look the way he did—
My youthful pride and arrogance
The lines of age have hid…
I’ve learned “life ain’t all taking”—
There’s more at stake than “me”—
And bein’ broke and foot-loose,
Don’t equate with bein’ “free.”
I’ve learned “now” ain’t forever—
Tomorrow’s gone too soon…
That a smart mouth isn’t “clever”
I was crazy as a loon…
I’ve outlived most my family…
I ain’t had that many friends.
The road of life is shorter—
And I wonder where it ends.
But I can take some solace—
In the fact I made my way—
And never asked for nothin’
But a chance to earn my pay.
And a place to spread my blankets—
As I turned in for the night,
And for a man to mind his business
And to treat me half-way right.
Now I think of roads not taken—
And the good advice I spurned…
So now I take my pen in hand—
To write the things I’ve learned.
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