Campfire Stories
Sit and listen to the guys
Tell their tales
And tell their lies
Revisiting the
Youthful glories
Disguising them in
Campfire stories
As the nights grow late and old
The bigger stories now are told
The fish, the bear, the 10 point buck
The day they nearly rolled the truck
Faster horses bigger climbs
As they relive, those good old times
Adventures they had in their lives
It’s a wonder any one survived
The ladies sit there all the while
Quiet with a knowing smile
Not saying much agin or for
But when the men begin to snore
And just us girls we are alone
Well, we have stories of our own!
11 comments:
Soooo true! Well said!!
Very true ! Awesome poem, Have a wonderful day !
So true........you wrote it well.
I like it, and it is very true!
Ain't that a fact! Well done!
What a poet you are... Funny, true, thanks for the smiles!
Seems like men are the same the world over...loved it! Have a fantastic weekend Sherry!
And if the men only knew...
Shhhhh! Don't tell.
That was perfection for a Friday Sherry! Made my day. Have a fantastic weekend everyone.
Love it! Makes me think of good memories!
That was a great one, so true.
haha, sounds like the liar's table at our local Hardee's every morning ;)
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