Here is a poem I put on facebook---(I never said I was a poet)

[Flysure1]

Summer is rapidly ending, fall is near,
Soon the only noise heard in the forest will be that of falling deer,

Winter is next, she's a cold hearted bitch,but spring follows that and the weather's sure to switch.

Then its back to summer--the heat and the sweat,
and another year has passed and hopefully we aint dead yet!---Rod F.

 

[70 StangMan]

Not too shabby Rod. :thu

 

[Flysure1]

Here is another---(this will be all for a while)

I never looked back as I slammed that ratty screen door, I don't need them nor their problems on my shoulders no more.

If I would have just made a slight glimpse back as I left, I would have seen that little boy standing there sobbing as he wept.

If I had known what I was leaving, what was staying behind, maybe some good sense would have entered my mind.

But oh no, freedom lay ahead in my life, no kids, no cats and not even a wife.

I could not see in the future the things I would miss, the kids going to school, growing up and a good night kiss,

But no I was free, I am able to roam, but now why do I feel so empty, so sad, so alone?

I missed that first day of school, the first fishing trip, baseball and life.
Just because I didn't think I needed tied down with family or a wife.

Now the kids never visit me, the wife has passed on,
I have all the time in the world sitting here living out my life as a con.

R.F.