The Time Is Past Due

I'll never forget him...
Mending the fence or chopping the wood.
He would do the things that I never could.
But now that he's gone...
The time is past due.
To feed the horses and make the stew...
And brand the cows like he used to do.

He had those old boots, always covered in dew,
And every morning after breakfast, he'd shine them all new.
But the shine has worn off, and the time is past due,
To feed his old horses... and make me his stew.
And to brand the cows, like he used to do..

The barnyard is dusty, as I sit in the hay,
And old Besty says hi, like he did each day.
She nuzzles my shoulder and pats down my hair,
And reminds me I'm wishing, that he could be here.

The tractor won't start, on a cold winter day,
And I miss him more, when I hear his voice say,
Let off of the choke just a little bit hun,
Then she fires right up, and soon the fields done.

Now I sit in my rocker, to watch the falling light,
Now I climb into bed, to spend another lonely night.
But his spots still warm, like it always used to be,
And I can still feel his arms, wrap tight around me.

And although in my heart I never want it to end,
Somewhere out there I've got fences to mend.
I've got horses to feed, and some coffee to brew,
And it's sad when I pour one cup, not two.

I put a pot on the stove, and I start me his stew,
I've got cows to brand, like he used to do.
Cause I love this land, like we used to do.
Cause I love that man, and he loves me too.

With Equescent thoughts...
FroznChild

Very nice Ben!!

My grandma is going through these feelings and it is tough!

Awww excenllent my friend very good

Very good.

Awww....
Well gee everybody... Glad that you liked it.
Always puts a smile on my face, knowing that my poetry has touched others...
Lol... (and not in a way that will get me arrested)

(Sister, hope your Grandma makes it through all right)
I may not be a girl, (even tho I wrote it from that perspective) but I do know, how really hard it can be...
Living a life of one,
that was designed for two.
I'm sure that, like the gentlemen in the story, he is "still there" to help her out, in anyway that he can.

Blessings to all that responded!
(Hiya Winx)

Hiya FroznChild.

Haven't seen you in awhile Winx... How you and your fam doing?

Flowers for me Rush? You shouldn't have...
With your beautiful long hair, and excellent choice of colored clothing...
I might be hard to get rid of!...
talk about cute.

Thanks for leaving a comment/flowers for me. I do appreciate it.
Happy day Rush!

I'll never wash these flowers again.

Thank you.

Pleasure was all mine.
I'm still floating from the first time we met...
JSH ROCKS! POETRY FORUMS KICK!
And Rush, RULES.

I lost your poetry thread. Is it still going? It was great.

My family is fine, thank you. Someone's still writing poems.

Hope all is well with you.

Winx... I found the link and brought it back up...
The Lyrical Response post, should be somewhere near the top now...
Enjoy, and I'll try to catch up with you later.

Rush, you might like to check it out, and write some of your own if you like...
It would be a treat for me!

I have to go now everybody...
My dad is calling me, and I won't be back for a few hours... sorry!

Watched my gramp go through it, 13 years later he still felt it.
Just lost gramp a few weeks back, find myself feeling much of it too. What I can't put into words myself, you worded so well.
I'm still amazed when it comes to you!

Thank you, FroznChild. I saw it.