When Joe E. was a young man
He looked like early spry
Johnny Cash
He’s done some hard living
but these days he knows better than that
Roads are hard, lessons learned
He’s played w/fire & he’s been burned
Oh, he still plays the music
& tells the stories in his songs
but he’s put away the childish things
Wishes he had all along
By:J.N.R Dutton
Sometimes we need to hear “no”
Sometimes we’re meant for a different road
The paths someone wants to take
may not always be
Where they need to go
By:J.N.R Dutton
He’s got a sheet of college ruled paper,
An old break-up letter
from a girl who gave up their Love
thinking she could do better,
She was chasing glitz, glory & glamour,
but those dreams crashed,
If he were ever asked,
he’d have gladly taken her back,
back in a flash, in no time flat
no doubt about that
By:J.N.R Dutton
The things of yesterday
have passed away
Tomorrow here is not guaranteed
So just spend the moments that you have
Living gratefully
By:J.N.R Dutton
We all go through moments
where we may face a bad temptation
but we have choices,
we don’t have to give in
We can turn around instead
& choose to run from sin
By:J.N.R Dutton
Burned his breakfast toast, forgot his work notes,
then was late cause his keys were missing too,
what a morning he’d been through
looked like nothing was going his way
& though anyone might say that it’s been a bad day
He decided to choose to be joyful anyway
By:J.N.R Dutton
I understand the value in choosing what we say carefully
Everybody wants to know they’re understood clearly
but there is something honestly that’s always bothered me
People who like to criticize
& scrutinize literally every single little word
I’ve always thought doing so is a bit absurd
By: J.N.R Dutton
What is your contribution, what is your legacy?
Are you doing something useful, or just living passively?
Every day we have a choice what we’ll do, what we’ll be
I simply advise that you choose wisely
By:J.N.R Dutton
Jenny’s daddy was a junkie for the Bombay gin
He’d drink it every night until his head would spin
She grew up watching him,
said “I’m never gonna be like that
when I have my own kids,
Daddy how can you make me see you like this?”
When she was 18 she made a decision
she left him behind, never saw him again,
it was hard to do, but it was for the best
since her daddy had made his life a mess
By: J.N.R Dutton
We’ve all got our tales of our successes
and fails,we’ve all gotten the winds
knocked out of our sails on occasion
Sometimes it’s taken some persuasion
For us to get back up again, but we did
because we knew that giving up was
not an option, so we pressed on
Stay strong, and remember,
it’s always darkest before the dawn
By: J.N.R Dutton
I couldn’t decide between two titles for this poem, so I used both
