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Cowgirl Hoedown


When I look at my apparel I see several different women I try to be

thoughts flying within my head of what makes the most comfort for me

I look nice in a dress and shoes, although it’s not really always me

I look nice in a dressy casual cachey and cashmere okay so that is comfortable but not me

I feel best fitted in cowgirl boots and country hats and country western apperal best

the cowgirl is where my home has always remained cowgirl is in my name

this is the best place apperal for me

nice and relaxing and comfortable for me

The Cowgirl hoedown is where i prefer to be

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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

There Used To Be A Day…


There used to be a day in life where I could hold my own

where I always had a secure job with money to fall on

where the economy felt safe no mater where you were or who you went to

there used to be a day when my paycheck was six-hundred and forty five each pay

there used to be a day when I lived on my own and did all on my on the way I was happy

now years down the line the economy and government has had a great fall

I haul out in my life not even being able to hold up my own door

where I can’t even get security in knowing that I can obtain a job of my own again

I used to be able to spend and buy with my own stash of cash

while still sitting upon a pile of it’s own

there used to be a day where no table’s lay unturned

where everything within my life was nice and done

now I sit here in rubbish and trash

of a life that is not my own

no safety making me feel comfort of my feet

trying to make all my ends in life meet

watching all I have left in life crumble more beneath my feet

nothin left for me to call a safe haven or safe place

trying to stay tall on my feet

living as a handicapped is not the life that I asked for me

with each difficulty in life and each difference that I have

something in life is always holding me back

 
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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

My Current Low Down Life


Living life on the edge is not the easiest thing

with no money to hold onto or spend

no job to call your own

a life your holding on top of hope to

in hope that the hopes will float on down

on the verge of being homeless

knowing you are at sinking point

staying sane so that the government doesn’t put restraints upon us

God is keeping you safe and sane

Life on the edge

is just not what I would portrait on any friend or foe

but right now this is how my life shall go

I do not like it NO

but it’s what I have right now

with no help for money, no job taking me in, no home for me and the children

health has gone down as well

but still I stay focused and looking high to the sky

pulling my head from looking to the ground

for when I let it fall and my eyes begin to wonder the earth

it brings me to the wealth and materialistic and virtue of the ground I stand

causing me to fall into the deep dark hole of depression and giving up at hand

So I keep my head high so as I can say that all will be okay and God will see me thru

this is only temporary transition I am traveling thru

In my time he will see me and I will walk the stairs to the new heights in my current low down life

Those who sit and stare or laugh at me will have their own time revenge handed to them

for this is a serious matter and all concerns are with me and not what they think inside

Only I know the life I have and they have not been down this road

They’re day will come and they will see their very own current low down life

like this life here now surrounding me

 
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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

Staying True To You Is All I Want To Do


staying true to you is all I want to do

My life seems endless in heartache and pain

I want to turn that around and be able to have a cathedral of fame

I want to believe that we will work all the way

I want to call you my soul mate for a lifetime and not just a day

Staying true to you is all I want to do

 to live one happy life not always alone

holding up family and making it grow larger on

staying true to you is all I want to do

living life by each others side

coming home to your wide open arms each night

And kissing you softly g’bye in the morning dew as you leave for your day on the roads ahead

Staying true to you is all I want to do

life filled with eternity and bliss as we travel together on the road to the future

starting today from now until eterenity

staying true to you is all i want to do

 
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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 
 
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