I was at the funeral of a family member recently and was looking at some of the old family photos. What a different time it was for me growing up. My world was a piece of Beech Nut chewing gum that was handed to me by my Grandpa while he sang the Mail Pouch Tobacco song. In life as in just about everything else, simpler is better. As I told a cousin, a little hillbilly blood helps to keep you humble.

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Life Keeps Getting Shorter



I remember when my Grandpa would take me by the hand

just a boy in that West Virginia town

he’d walk down to the river

put his fingers to his lips

Say quiet son don’t even make a sound


We’d listen to the water as it went rollin past

throw sticks and watch them float away downstream

Not a care in the world of an old man and a boy

Those days were like living in a dream


Was the time of year in Summer when the sunshine feels strong

Afternoons were wasted in the shade

Ain’t no time to hurry on days that seemed so long

while life keeps getting shorter every day



We’d walk across a wooden bridge that took us into town

waving to the people in the square

grandpa seemed to know everyone that came along

He told me once that he’d been everywhere


I came back for the funeral nearly everyone was gone

it had come to pass the factories all closed down

surely i was lucky to have seen the way it was

before the hard times fell upon that town


Was the time of year in Summer when the sunshine feels strong

Afternoons were wasted in the shade

Ain’t no time to hurry on days that seemed so long

while life keeps getting shorter every day


©2018 Thomas Adams

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