was a rodeo cowboy who never won the world or even close to it. Having been injured on the job so as to allow my injury to dictate
events from that day forward.
earlier I had attended college majoring in Rodeo and Girls with a minor in Beer
and Study. Sadly I own up to the fact that my interst was in that order. Pondering, then wishing I would have been
capable of retaining the over abundance of intellectual worthiness that seemed
to hold me captive at that point in time. Reflecting on these particular events
from the past gives validity to the expression:
WISHES WERE HORSES BEGGARS WOULD RIDE!
life of a rodeo cowboy college student then married man I am quite pleased to
say i am happily divorced without a home. It is benificial to be so described
for i haven’t any grass to mow and needless to say I haven’t a lawn to water.
last time I peered at my drivers license it portrayed me as fifty years
old. A consequence I embrace not by
choice rather circumstances from a scripted phase of life. Experiences in life
have also given me a love of writing poetry. I will give you a sample so you
will be watching for a book of poems in the future!
In closing I will leave any and
all with this fact:
Success is possible only if there
is hope and to have hope you must have a dream so consequently without a dream
failure is inevitable.