The old milk bucket By Yours Truly Local Talent Grandpas hands were bleedin Hed been bucking hay all day We didnt wanna ask him but he told us anyway Its STORY TIME .. So come on kids Less youd rather Go and play WE all came flyin Round his seat To hear What he would say He said i got a little LouLou For you kids today... So LISTEN what Im tellin you AS i share it you today.. A farmer held a bucket once For what i could not say But he carried that darned bucket with him Most everywhere,everyday ITs just useful he would tell us kids If we asked him,he would say Grandma tried so many Times in vain To throw that bucket away He used it for a stepping stool To climb the fence some days Hed use it too To milk the cows And bring us milk Each day One day my grandpas bucket Just got lost or ran away He said its just an old milk bucket As he hid his tears away ... ....... ... Im SORRY GRANDPA ! ...I FINALLY FOUND IT ! I didnt MEAN to lose it ! ...After ALL these years I REMEMBER you Grandpa ! Kik ..# / Warren Miner https://facebook/Passions.in.Poetry Photo by Google Images And Jim Frazier dot com ! Thanks Jim ! ;)
Posted on: Thu, 15 May 2014 00:40:52 +0000
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