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Old Wise-Tales
Somedays I think back to my Grandmother, my mother, My daddy and all the things I so many times heard them say. I can recall them as tho I heard them Again on yestersday. They were always telling us children Things to do to help us become Matured adults. They tried to keep us healthier So we would live as long as we should I remember so often My grandmother saying Keep heat in your body And don't get chilled. Put something around your neck And something on your head. I remember daddy warming our shoes In frount of the big gas heater As we got ready for school. He knew our feet would get cold on the bus For there wasn't heat to accommodate us back then And the warmth would remain in our shoes As least part of the way to the school. Mother would always correct us For she was that kind Daddy would tell her Keep those girls in line. We had meals together That was the house rule You ate at the table Like your were suppose to do. You didn't back talk And carry a rude nature Or you had a sore spot Right where mother placed it. Oh if only I could go back then And just enjoy the whole thing All over again. Tho tempting it would be I wouldn't want to stay there For I have to tell these wise-tales To my son's children. They will have to know them So they can tell them To their children's children.
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