Heartbroken and dejected, I wander aimlessly,
Alone and trembling I wander through the changing of the leaf,
The cold winter air reminds me of love that was in the spring.
Alas it is no more as I wander aimlessly,
Time will heal all wounds through the changing of the leaf.
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I am a good ole country boy residing in North Mississippi. I love to read, fish, hunt, hike and go to garage sales. Flea markets are a passion of mine. I read anything, but some of my favorites are: Dean Koontz, Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, T.S. Eliot, Shakespeare, and I possess a fondness for the writings of William Faulkner and Mark Twain. If I am forced to choose, I prefer baseball to football. I enjoy Alabama football (Roll Tide)! My baseball teams include: The Colorado Rockies and Boston Red Sox.
I am divorced, the father of two daughters and live by myself with Chunk and Roscoe (my dogs).
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