My Daddy was a great man. I admired him very much. He was a hard worker and lived a healthy life. He taught many lessons of good health and well being.
My Daddy
My daddy was a freight handler
Like a Coolie he labored
With a hand-truck he marched
The heavy load he toted
Many years in the coal mines
When coal was dug
With a pick
And loaded
With a shovel
Ten hour days in hard shoes
Never a foot problem
Ankles of steel
And his knees never complained
Born in nineteen and two
Died an old man
A life of hard labor
His joints never pained
He ate unprocessed food
The beef and pork too
And the gristle and fat
Didn’t go to waste
No clogged arteries
No weight problems
He boiled the chicken
And drank the broth
Cabbages, potatoes and turnips
Tomatoes, radishes and beans
Pumpkins, garlic and
rhubarb
Spinach, onions and greens
Daddy said
Good food is what I need
Fish for the brain
Meat for energy
