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Tailgates and Porch Swings

Out in the driveway
Sits my old pickup truck
Whose tailgates the first place
I learned about love

Its held on with cables 
That are rusted and worn
While its seen better days 
Its weathered the storm

That old rusty tailgate
Helped see me through
When I lost my first love
We shared in some brews

And I have to admit
It don't matter the make
The lessons I learned 
On that rusty tailgate
 
Outside of my door
Sits an old front porch swing
Its splintered and tattered
And blows with the breeze

But the lessons I learned there
Passed generationally
From grandpappy to my dad
And then down to me

I sat in that porch swing
And learned about life
From those who had lived it
And never lost sight

Of what's most important
It still tugs my heart strings
The lessons I learned
In that old front porch swing

School never taught me
Much about life
And the good book still teaches
Me every night

So if your looking to learn
Be sure to lean
On an old beat up tailgate
Or squeaky porch swing

Tailgates and porch swings
Hold the lessons in life
Ones where I kissed my
Now second wife

I don't know about physics
And those sorts of things
But the best lessons in life
You'll learn on tailgates and porch swings

I learned from the masters
Who unconditionally
Taught me the lessons
Of Tailgates and porch swings

Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2017

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