We went to an AMAZING restaurant this weekend, Hucklebucks. BBQ. The inside of the restaurant is rustic, to say the least. Think Bass Pro Shops. There was a small log hanging from the ceiling which was covered with fishing lures. There was metal halfway up the wall, with wood meeting the tin and reaching allContinue reading “Hucklebucks”
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Think of Me
Do you think of me The Life we could’ve built? Do you feel sorry And overcome with guilt? Do you think of us The Love we could’ve shared? Was it too much fuss Should I have ever cared? Do you think of them The kids we might’ve raised? Can you imagine The trails they would’veContinue reading “Think of Me”
Missing You
No phone call today, I just have to say That I miss you Almost cleared my mind, But then I find That I miss you You thought you could leave and I wouldn’t bereave The theft of your tender embrace But the tears flood down my face. Tonight I’m pacing the floor, Please call meContinue reading “Missing You”
Nowhere, USA
They are God-fearing, gun-toting guys Camo-smearing, wear bolo ties Track down the deer, dress it up nice Stare down their fear dead in the eyes Strike up a fire, stir the red coals, Buy fishing wire Restring the poles Honest, hard-working, Good guys to the core Loving and living, And work till they’re sore StretchContinue reading “Nowhere, USA”
It Isn’t Anymore
Standing like a river-roaming crane Beside a Narrow country Lane Miles and miles outside of town Was a weathered barn, faded brown. For many years it stood there Sky-scraping the country air Like a sentinel of farm and feed Guards the growth of each new breed. But time marched on every day And the farmerContinue reading “It Isn’t Anymore”
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