THOUGHTS ONE EVENING

   THOUGHTS ONE EVENING

Yes, his name is BALDWIN

And his head is bald the same.

They say when he was younger                      

That his hair looked like a Mane?

He was born in a home in a Coal Camp

That was tucked among the hills.

To get there in the Winter Time

Caused some real, real thrills.

Men came from many nations I hear,

And pulled coal from the mines with fear.

Amongst the wild animals

The Elk, cougars, Bears and Deer.

This little town, like many back then  

Provided medical care for all its women and men

We had a store, a school and an entertainment hall.

And several courts, to play all kinds of ball.

We all had guns in those days of yore

Sometimes in a closet and some behind a door.

Sometimes for plinking at cans and such

Sometimes food for the table, but usually not much.

The world was in turmoil, way back then

Imagine Armageddon, if you can!

The times and actions, brought on deprivation,

And Baldwin joined in protecting our great Nation.

The War we had that was to end all wars

Was WW II and it left many scars!

Some dreamed of a new life with new toys and cars

And some came home with changed attitudes and scars.

Some became politicians, with thoughts they thought profound,

And some were poor and slept on the ground.

The majority were happy, or so it seems,

As they went out in the world, chasing new dreams.

Some are now 70, 80 or 90 I hear.

And set on the porch, with dreams and no fear.

Most who fought in the war to end all wars

Wonder how can I get to MacDonald’s without my old car?

W.R.Baldwin 8 September 2019