Jump in my van,
through the wide-open air,
a little bit of work
and a whole lot of prayer.
Praising God,
then back on the road,
For a song in the heart,
Lifts the weight of a load.
Back to the gardens,
where the green things grow,
then back in the van
when it’s time to go.
Home to my boys
we wrestle and we fight,
teach them the world,
Whats wrong and whats right.
Tell, them a good story
the Lords up above,
to stand on their feet
and to lead with their love.
To smile at my wife,
and hope she don’t bite.
Some there battles,
you don’t win outright.
For the night to settle in
and the house to fall still,
the angels to sing
the world loses its will.
To see the stars in the night
compelling me to write,
To put down a few words
before I turn off the light.
No mansion, no fortune,
nobody’s impressed
just muddy boots
a life of the blessed.
God, family, work,
and the road rolling on,
the sun through the trees.
Three into one.
An I pray next week, to do it
again.
back in the van,
till the gardens say when.
Maybe it’s simple.
Maybe that’s the art. Just keeping life simple,
with God in my heart.
Smith Shine Poetry 
This is a beautifully grounded reflection on what makes a life truly meaningful. I love how the poem finds richness in such simple things—a van, muddy boots, gardens, family, faith, a few words at night.
The line “God, family, work, / and the road rolling on” beautifully captures the heart of the poem. There is no longing for extravagance here; instead, there is gratitude for an ordinary life filled with purpose, love, responsibility, and faith
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Thanks for the time means a lot 🙏
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