Don'T Live Like You Can
I am from a family,
that has never had much,
go to work everyday,
and pack their own lunch.
Weekends in the garden,
tending their crops,
changing their own oil,
in their car raised up on blocks.
Doing for themselves,
living within their means,
sometimes for supper,
cornbread, and Pinto Beans.
None have a mansion,
that requires hired help,
they clean their own house,
and cut their grass themselves.
Payday to payday,
no stocks or bonds,
once a year,
a vacation,
is their fun.
Bargains at Yard Sales,
for things we all need,
looking after each other,
our family creed.
Power bills,
and groceries,
we conserve on them all,
in a big world, we are so small.
No, our family is not rich,
and most won't ever be,
but our way of life,
includes serving to be free.
Many have marched,
and served overseas,
loving their country,
helping it stay free.
This is our life,
and we may not have much,
but we all help each other,
we don't depend on a crutch.
Some may look down,
some don't understand,
but if you can't afford it,
don't live like you can.
Prayer we believe in,
for our family is blessed,
sharing, and caring,
in lifes final quest.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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