WOW!!!!!!!! Thank you mom!!
Blessed be the woman with a heart and soul as beautiful and big as yours!!!

Thanka y'all...

Hey, thats why I have you! Your my GOOGLE GIRL....

Aint' nothin' like paintin' a picture in some ones mind,
I'll take that as a compliment...

Ok darlin how about if we go this way...



A liitle somthin from Johnny Paycheck..

Well, I was sittin' in this beer joint down in Houston, Texas.
Was drinkin' Colorado Kool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans,
An' we was....what's that you say?
What's Colorado Kool-Aid?

Well, it's a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream.
It'll set you head on fire an' make your kidneys scream,
Oh, it sure is fine.
Yeah, we was havin' ourselves one of them real good times.

But you know every beer joint that you've ever been in,
Some big, mean drunk who just ain't got no friend,
Sure enough, he wants to fight,
Yeah, he's gonna whip everything in sight.

Well, he took him a big swallow of beer,
And he spit in my Mexican friends ear.
And, sure enough, that made my buddie real mad.
That's somethin' like he ain't never had.

Well, sir, he pulled out a big, long switch blade knife;
Quick as a whistle he began to slice.
An, that big mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears,
Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his ears.

Ha, he cut that thing off, even with the sideburns.
You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn.
But he was a gentleman about it, an' bent over and with a half way
grin,
Picked it up and handed it back to him.

He said: "Now big man, you get the urge to spit a little beer,
"Just open up your hand there, and spit it in your own ear.
"Won't be no trouble that way." That's what I heard him say.

And I said: "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Colorado Kool-Aid.
"An while you're up their, bring this big fella, here, a box of Band
aids."

Now let me tell you: if you're ever ridin' down in south of Texas,
Decide to stop an' drink some Colorado Kool-Aid,
An' maybe talk to some Mexicans,
An' you get the urge to get a little tough,
Better make damn sure you got your knife proof ear-muff.

Hey, ain't that right big man? I said ain't that right big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear, not on this side anyway, he ain't got no ear.

Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of that Colorado Kool-Aid.
How about it?

How you doin', big man? Still got your ear there in your hand?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jlj-Wgg0K6Q

I have watched the sunrise
from the top of the mountain;
and, I've seen the landscape
outlined by the colors of the sunset.
I have traveled on horse back
to some of the wildest places
and seen the animals found there.
I’ve seen lakes that are as blue as the sky
And unspoiled by man.
I have heard the cry of eagles
as they soar above the trees,
Living life safe and free.
I have traveled mountain trails
To the valley floor
Seeing nature at its best.
I have been where the forest
meets the meadow
Wondering, "how many
have past this way before?"
I have visited ghost towns
that were inhabited by our ancestors,
Knowing they where content
with a simpler way of life
rather than the complex world
we have created.
These things I described to you
exist for all to see.
All you need to do is
Open your eyes,
Mind, and soul.
Then you will know
there exists a higher power
that created this great land
Given to us
by His almighty hand.

As Bobby would say............

Down in Louisiana where the black trees grow
Lives a voodoo lady named Marie Leveau
She got a black cat tooth and a mojo bone
And anyone wouldn't leave her alone
She go (greeeeeee) another man done gone.

Nicely done, great flow.

Alls I can say is I know the good Lord was workin' in my favor.

Thank you Angel

Seeing life in hues of blue and gray
Is much better then through
"ROSE COLORED GLASSES"

Nicely done Mz.

He takes a chance
And knows at a glance
He’s drawn a mighty rank brute.

A cowboy never knows
How long he can go
'Til the moment
He’s out of the chute.

The seconds begin tickin'.
That brute's tail is
A-whippin'-n-flickin'.

They spin left
Then right,
Sometimes leavin’ the ground.

With a leather fist,
He takes a firm grip
Just tryin’ his best
to hang on.

His hat and one arm fly in the air
He makes corrections
As the beast changes direction,
But it doesn't seem enough
When he loses his grip and seat.

As he’s flyin’ through the air,
The cowboy says a prayer
Hopin’ to land on his feet.

With his ride now over
His hat back on his head,
He waves to the crowd
With a Copenhagen grin
‘Cause the cowboy knows
Next time
He just might win.

Nice write lurchs_sister.

"Rising and falling
Is meant to be
It makes the heart grow stronger.
Teaching the soul
Compassion and love.
So don't be weary.
The Lord will grace you
With His love and tears,
Mending together all,
And last you for years".

thank you very much MzEm..

BEAUTIFUL as always Angel!!!

darlin LadyWench (a.k.a. dkw)have been living together for over a yr. now.
But thank you..

nicely done!!

Sure go ahead with your badazzzzzzzzzzz self...

This one goes to my LadyWench


On a gentle breeze
A sweet lilac scent
its fragile whisper drifts
Through the air
Like a mystical spirit
Manipulating this eagles flight.
Soft shadows dance in my mind,
Waltzing in the candlelight.
Silhouettes in a loving embrace
As I listens to the symphony of nature,
Seeing her soul in streams of moonlight
My eyes gaze upon the petals of lilacs
Like soft silk she wears.
As we sway in a loving embrace.
Exhausted breaths shatters the night
Easing into a rhythm of delight.
Exploring the borders of reality
Our lips together whisper
A lustful, loving tune.
As a cloud casts darkness across the room,
The love of the lilac comes to bloom.