I was at a gathering yesterday where lots of folks were there

It was sad to see ladies with their food seeking to find a chair

The room was full of men sitting that had grown to mature adult age

Yet none had learned the basics of what my Mom taught us each day

That was just a simple rule of manners we all should have been taught

Like learning to eat with a fork and spoon and giving a lady your spot

This is nothing unusual in the world today which I find it sad to say

Respect and manners of our tradition all seem to have passed away

My mother didn’t have a lot of riches, not in a monetary way

But in our home good manners were expected that’s all I’ve got to say

She taught that people’s impression of you are based how you act

Not on how much money or not that you have there in your sack

So, take a time when you are out to try to complete only a minor feat

Like holding a door, removing your hat or giving a lady your seat

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

I just walked out in the yard to plan my yard work for the day

And noticed that weeds had cropped up where I can’t let them stay

When you think about how the world works it all makes perfect sense

Like weeds growing in the flower garden and covering beauty so dense

You see negativity are the weeds that grow everyday there in our mind

They will get out control and continue to take over if we just stand behind

The negative thoughts and emotions we all have each and every day

Will remain on the forefront of your life if they’re not forced to go away

We all have the same issues in our life whether finance, health or love

But we can choose to let them control our life or fly away like a dove

The decision isn’t really a hard one to make and it’s solely up you

How you live your life today negative or positive is yours to choose

So like the weeds that take over the roses and strangle that beautiful site

You too can let negativity take over and strangle your wonderful life

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Flicking through the news today Something caught my eye

It was the political talking heads telling us what to drive

They tell us if we don’t join the band evil people we must be

What is it about driving an electric car that just doesn’t interest me

I don’t want to drive a car that doesn’t make a sound

I want to it to let me know when I press the throttle down

I want to drive until my gas gauge is damn near on the E

Then I can panic as I look for gas with my wife reminding me

I don’t want to sit at Circle K while my car it gets a charge

If I did I would eat to many roller dogs and my waist would get to large

So I guess I don’t want the inconvenience of facing lifestyle change

And constantly looking for a battery charger that sits within my cars range

And what if I run out of electricity and my car it seizes to run

How long would I have to wait for help in the blazing Florida sun

No, I’ll just get into my gas guzzler truck and burn up lots of gas

And if that doesn’t suit you politicians, well you can kiss my ass

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Writings about everyday life by Bob Baker

As I sit here alone and gaze at the water flowing through the rocks

It reminds me of how our life flows through good times and its knots

Sometimes as we go through life our days seem fun and grand

Like playing on the beach that day with your daughter in sand

While the next day it comes to hit you with trouble that truly hurts

Or maybe a minor inconvenience like a stain on your new shirt

One thing you can rest assured is that tomorrow won’t be the same

So no matter what it brings to you to not embrace it would be a shame

From my World to Yours,

Bobby Baker

I noticed something disheartening as I pulled up to a local little store

A young man talking on his phone was walking through the door

A little elderly lady on a walker shuffled to the door there behind

He let the door shut right in front of her which to me was so unkind

I couldn’t help but think about what my mother would have done

If I ever did such a thing as that to her, or for that matter anyone

We all show who we really are not by the things we say

But by our actions we take toward others each and every day

How hard would it really have been or how much time would it take

For that young man to have held the door and said “Have a nice day”

Yes, people really show their true character by actions they apply

Because at the end of the day words can but ACTIONS NEVER LIE

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

The morning sun today begins to peak over the ocean and the beaches

It is again election day where candidates will see who believed their speeches

You have the two candidates that have presented their cases to the masses

And now the time has come where we cast our ballot and see who passes

At this time tomorrow morning some of us will be happy and full of joy

While others will be sad and maybe devastated as a child that lost their toy

But the great thing about the American process no matter who shall prevail

Is throughout the world we are so very fortunate that we have this story to tell

So all Americans should exercise their right and duty as some of us feel

To go out and cast your vote for the one that to you has the most appeal

If the one with which you do not agree should walk away with victory tonight

 It is the American way to support this person not to riot, loot and fight

The great thing about America is this day will come again in four more years

And without fail on that day some will be happy and others will be shedding tears

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

 We all have journeys throughout our life that we may want or we may not 

Some are full of fun and laughter where others just tie you into a knot 

One terrible road we all seem to face within ourselves or with someone we love 

Is the journey down a terrible path which I pray each day God could dispose of 

This terrible road is the fight with cancer that seems anymore to attack us all 

The disease doesn’t just affect the victim but also loved ones when they get the call 

We seem sometimes to overlook the strength and tears there behind the fight 

The loved ones that hold your hand and rub you’re your back when sick during the night 

Yes these are your support everyday that encourage and push you down the road 

When the fight seems like you can not take another chemo or radiation episode 

These are the ones that each day are there yet hide tears behind the door that is closed 

Because they don’t want you to see and have their own fear for you to be disclosed 

So thank you to the brave caregivers that are there supporting and giving that extra shove 

At the time sometimes we may not always show it but we thank you for your true love 

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

As I drove into downtown today and slowed as much as I could

For some reason it brought back memories of times of my childhood  

The Theater still stands there with the weathered marque sign

That once displayed the movies that were popular in that past time

As I turned down the main street store fronts are quite and some are bare

Except for the beautiful unique gift shop that draws folks from everywhere

When I was a young boy this two block street was busy and always full of life

There was a hardware, Five and Dime and drug stores that sold sodas for a dime

We rode our bicycles to the movie each Saturday after we did our chores

And we bought our back to school clothes and shoes downtown at these local stores

Now the town as it once was is only a memory of times and lives of the past

Even the hospital where I was born is now only a field of overgrown grass

We can never go back in time even though sometimes all wish that we could

But I can cherish my childhood memories of my hometown and how it once stood

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

As I pull up at the city hall of this lovely little southern town

I couldn’t help but feel the comfort of the atmosphere all around

Everyday life seems to move at a slower very soothing pace

With the aroma from Jeanie’s Diner fried chicken I could almost taste

 I stood there on the sidewalk and gazed around at the small town square

There were benches with drug store ads on the back and a war hero statue over there

Everyone that walked by politely smiled, waved and said how are you

Even one little lady stopped and said “To this town you must be new”

I walked into the city hall with it’s marvelous majestic ornate dome

In the center of the lobby the Ten Commandments display looked right at home

It made me wonder how in this land some places are so peaceful and full of pride

Where in others there is violence and so much anger folks are afraid to go outside

Now I can’t make choices for each and everyone that live throughout this land

But I can make the choice for me and that is to live in this small town in Dixieland  

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Some people choose to live in the city where skyscrapers seem to touch the clouds

Where people are hustling and bustling and car horns blaring are the normal sounds

Then there are others that prefer a slower more relaxing pace in their everyday life

So they move out to the suburbs with shaded streets and playgrounds that the children like

But the true backbone and life blood of our country are a very unique hard working breed

They choose to live way out on the back roads among the fields full of things we need

Yes friends these are our farmers the strongest hard working people in this great land

They climb on their tractor at daylight each morning and head to work with caloused hand

For without these great farmers that grow and harvest for us all the food we need

They put the food on our tables and clothes on our back all from a little seed

So as I drive this Georgia backroad and gaze at trucks leaving the fields with another load

I thank God for these hard working people that live and work on this beautiful cotton field road

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

As I sit here all alone with the tranquility of nature there before my eyes

The gentle current of the Suwannee drifts by just like the days of our life

Some days of our life seem to flow so even and extremely smooth

While others have treacherous currents that we have to fight hard through

The steep banks across the river side and on the bank beneath my feet

Represent the challenges of life we climb every day that we are forced to meet

But in the end it seems so simple with deer everywhere and birds chirping in the trees

The simple beauty of it all makes me want to take a moment to give thanks there on my knees

There is nothing that puts life into perspective like this simple moment here that I see

Everyone needs to take a break and sit on a river bank for just a moment just like me

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

I never knew such joy I see when I look into your shining little eyes

The little movements of your hands and feet just a sweet surprise

As I look at your pictures each day from Mom you will never know the joy

Greater than a little boy on Christmas Day getting a brand new toy

Yes, little one the joy you bring to us is way beyond compare

The only thing that breaks my heart is we are here and you are there

You will grow through life into a woman one day and it will come way to fast

So just always follow your dreams and never quit and life will be unsurpassed

Yes, there will be times that Mom, Dad and you will not see eye to eye

But always remember they will be there for you so spread your wings and fly

Oh, my little one if you only knew of life’s adventures that surely lie ahead

Some will be full of joy and laughter yet there will be others that you will dread

But for now you just lie there and look beautiful for us little Ariana Elizabeth

And remember you have a family that will always love you until our last breath

From My World to Yours,

Big Daddy

We all go through life planning our future that lies ahead 

Making plans for our career or maybe the day that we will wed 

We plan out our money to hopefully get us through our later years 

We plan vacations with our children just to hear them laugh and cheer 

We plan what kind of car we want and where our house will be 

You see our life in our eyes must follow a certain path laid out for thee 

But then life throws a curve ball that hits us right between the eyes 

And tragedy is suddenly standing in our path bringing sorrow, fear or cries 

We all will face these unknown challenges that arise there in our path 

But with the faith in God and determination we will survive the aftermath 

So always plan your road ahead and always chase your cherished dreams 

But just keep in mind life can change ALL IN AN INSTANT IT SOMETIMES SEEMS 

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

Things in today’s world unfortunately have taken a bizarre and tragic turn

Who would have dreamed we would wear a mask and watch our buildings burn

There as I look around people’s faces are covered as they live in fear

Afraid the person next to them have a disease that spreads to people near

Then as you walk the streets of our great cities throughout this great land

You see the destruction that was spread about by a rioter’s vicious savage hand

I will never understand what goes on in the mind of someone that lives in fear

Or what makes a person think destruction is the answer to me remains unclear

So is running from this disease hiding behind a cheap homemade flowered mask

Or is destroying our city streets burning them down is this the answer I do ask

No neither of these things will ever cure our problems in way, shape or form

With the press fueling the fire with hate and fear only keeps our society torn

So take control of your emotions and face your own life as it comes to you today

Then and only then will hate and fear subside, and we can throw the masks away

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

The fourth of July again this year has now moved along

Everyone has left the party where they played patriotic songs

The American flags and banners are now all coming down

And we all forget about our heritage until next year rolls around

Why is it we honor our heritage and founders only one day a year

And then people try to avoid our history and hide it as if in fear

Some think that we should not teach our history to students in school

Because for some reason they find shame in things that were cruel

To me I see things different and do not agree with everything in our past

But if we deny history how will we learn from mistakes that were vast

You can stop teaching history and make all of the statues fade away

But if this happens our children will repeat their mistakes again one day

You see we learn from our ancestors and their triumphs and mistakes

From them and only them we learn choices we should and should not make

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

It seems that another year in my life has just now come and gone

And today I was lucky enough to wake to a gorgeous morning dawn

As I get older it seems the years just seem to rapidly fly away

For as I look back in time my last birthday was just the other day

The great thing I love about aging is the peace I’ve grown to enjoy

I don’t have anyone to impress or want to buy any of the new toys

Yes, my world is quite comfortable here with my little dog and my wife

Just taking an unplanned ride or trip somewhere is the highlight of my life

If only I had come to know this peace within throughout my early years

How many days I could have had in laughter instead of days of tears

I spent my early years as others fighting each day for money and success

And living every waking moment of life full of worry and the stress

So as I reach this final phase of life I say for us all to live for joy and fun

For you and I will never know if this just might be our last trip around the sun

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

As we gaze at the news or listen while driving in our car

The turmoil and despair seem to be both near and far

Crime in some cities seem to be running rampant and out of control

Criminals destroy innocent lives as if possessed by an evil soul

They are not happy about the what their lives have now become

And look to blame society and history along with everyone

Now I’m the first to acknowledge history to some has not been fair

But that’s no reason to try to spread terror and fear to others everywhere

No one living in this great country of ours, either young or old today

Is responsible for the actions of past generations no matter what you say

So to heal the wounds of times gone by for which we all do surely yearn

Will be harder to take place as long as statues fall and buildings they do burn

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

I was leisurely driving slowly down a beautiful country road

When I came upon a fork and not real sure which way to go

I looked at my passenger as she calmly pointed me the way

With her usual smile and gesture didn’t need anything to say

You see we have been together for the biggest part of our life

First we met and were lovers then became a husband and wife

This got me to thinking about how to each we tend to grow

And after a lifetime together how one day one of us must go

What in life will be different when your loved one passes away

All of sudden there will not a be passenger smiling and pointing the way

The simple conversations about things that really don’t mean a whole lot

Or going with them to buy new plants for the yard or again maybe not

Yes it is the simple things we do together I would miss most I must say

IF the good Lord called her today and My Loved One Passed Away

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

If we all would drive the back roads of this great land in which we live

And slow down and take in the sites and beauty they all have to give

We all would find the turmoil that we are battered with from the news

Simply seems to not exist in small towns where people have wholesome views

As I drove the country road through farm land from Strasburg to the town of Gap

I couldn’t help but think how happy we all would be if we traveled without a map

I was heading south from the north to my home in the little town in which I live

The only think that I really needed was the guidance the sun had to give

The sun was setting in the west so as I drove, I just kept it to my right

Instead of driving the interstate with maps I take the time to see the sites

Little known places like the Dutch Wonderland or town of Bird in Hand

Until you take the time to slow down and see these you will never understand

So get in the car turn the radio off and stay on the two lane roads just for fun

And if you are in Pennsylvania be sure to take the drive on beautiful Highway 471

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker