Paw Paw
He believed in homemade ice cream and black coffee.
He believed in calling cows and running trot lines.
He believed in "sit around the table"," say the blessing", "clean your plate", and second helpings of everything, especially dessert.
He believed in calling cows and running trot lines.
He believed in "sit around the table"," say the blessing", "clean your plate", and second helpings of everything, especially dessert.
He believed in yes ma'am and no sir.
He believed in "listen for the coyotes" and "y'all come."
He believed in music, and in country, and in the Golden Rule.
He believed in rabbit huntin' and riding in the pasture.
He believed in "I'm sorries and I love yous."
He believed in never meeting a stranger, and if he did, they soon became his friend.
He believed in second chances, and in third and fourth chances, too.
He believed in the Lord and in answered prayers.
He believed in spoiling grandkids, great grandkids, and puppies.
He believed that a hard day's work never hurt anybody.
He believed in tight hugs and "a kiss will make it feel better."
He believed in "What do you need?" and "How can I help?"
He believed that there wasn't a problem in the world that couldn't be solved by talking it out on the front porch.
He believed in Granny and in "Happy 56th anniversary!"
He believed in family, and in love, and in living a good life.
Paw Paw was the greatest man we ever knew.
We'll meet again one day. He believed in that, too.
Written by me for Paw Paw, March 6, 2011.
