I write some poetry, usually of the cowboy kind cause that is who I am.... Recent years I write what I feel on a certain day, at a certain time about what I am feeling. I love puppies, they are more…Continue
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the shed
Not a creature was moving, they all appeared dead.
The cows were all quiet, from the horses not a sound
The coyotes weren’t howling but you knew they were around.
Snowflakes started falling looked to be in for a long night
It appears that this Christmas, the ground will all be white.
Put some more wood in the stove, stoked up the warming fire
Headed off towards the bed, it’s time for me…Continue