NO PLANS....

NO PLANS

"Fifteen cents" he asked of me
And I replied "Of course"
He also bought a poster
Of when I had a horse;
One by one I sold them
At my garage sale today
I watched strangers smiling
But I could hear you say:

"Don't you dare sell my tools
Give them to my friends
And don't sell my tractor
I promised that to Ben;
Keep all my coin collection, dear
Fot the boys when they're old
And save that old Army coat
To wear when you get cold. "

"Two dollars for your baseball?"
He broke my train of thought
"Sure" I said and burst in tears
I recalled when we'd bought
That baseball and another bat
So he could teach the boys
The game he loved so very much
That brought us so much joy.

I sold his childhood train sets
I sold his old eight tracks
I even sold his guitar
He wouldn't be needing that;
'Cuz up in Heaven, I believe
God sees to all of that
And so I sold his guitar pick
I know he won't be back.

The garage is now all tidy
And so I cleaned the floor
I looked all around the place
And then I looked some more;
I turned all the lights off
I said: "So long, my luv"
And asked him to wait for me
From somewhere's up above.

It began to rain & storm
As I drove off in his truck
Army coat and around my neck
His dogtags for good luck;
The radio played 'Yard Sale"
And I just smiled and drove
I'd drive 'til I was out of gas
Then I turned my head and wove.

No plans......