Icecream Trucks

really just nonsense, my thoughts.

I grew up to the smell

of fresh-cut wood, bonfires, and paperback books

I grew up on

beer, horses, and motorcycles

I grew up on 

comfy old couches, family ran towns, and sunny front lawns

I chased those icecream trucks

like I chased my dreams when I got older

I raced around the house with my brothers 

like speeding bullets

and we only sat still 

to share a barbequed dinner 

on our family's back porch

I knew honesty and sincerity 

through the people that raised me

and I learned that life's too short 

to be anything but happy

Reviews

[SmittyJas]

This is very insightful and how we all should look back at our come up ins along the way of life little battles with strife family and the little wife.