Me,well let's see,where to start? If I tell about me,I also have to include those that are me,and that's spelled ARMY. Over twenty years in the military and then another fifteen supporting those who serve. If its about those young men and women out there
+ more bio informationGirl you sure look good to me, on the dance floor with your moves. You seem to have it all together, your hair , your jeans, your boots. You have not missed a simple step, seem to be right on time, well I'm a man with boots on the ground, with only one thing on my mind. Can you keep it all together when the world want to fal...
Whiskey won't kill me, that's the one thing I found and the bottom of a bottle can let you you down. I can be stupid and loose all my good sense, and the grass isn't greener on the other side of the fence. I look in the mirror and there's a fool standing there half bottle of whiskey, blood shot eyes and a beard, Had to be st...
I've been a working man every since I could walk, it ain't a hard luck story just the way I was taught. Work for what I'm needing and save for what I want, taking care of my family is the number one thought. Summer heat or freezing rain these hands are all I've got, keeping them hard at work keeps supper in the pot. Some tim...
With paws on my feet, now the legs not so strong, we dance to the radio, no matter what the song. Your eyes still look in to mine, things we have seen, the last dance has come to call, for now , just you and me. Your tail wags a little slower, our twirls are not as fast. Let the music take us to the place, where music lasts ...
Ever faithful friend, there aways by my side, help me now help you, your trip to the other side. Your youthful body , once so strong, now bent and weak, your place has changed from my side, now down by my feet. Your tearful eyes as you limp away, the wet spot on the floor, I feel your pain as well as your shame, you couldn't...
The laughter of my faded youth is but mumble in the dark. Others recall the fun and games, I recall the scars. Scars that run deep beneath the skin, unseen by prying eyes, scars that will never heal with questions still...why? Belts, cords and bitter words, fists and sometimes boots, all have added to the list scars that sta...
You will learn in time that.... what once was a dream, walks beside you... waiting...wondering... when will you make that move. As time goes on, you will feel...... that what you feared was only the rush of what could be..... that what had wondered beside you ,moved up ahead to see. As time moves on, you will have lear...
Should I take the first step, leave this comfort zone? Speak out words I have formed deep within my soul. Reach for and be likewise received, or rejected, left alone. Is all this worth leaving my world, my comfort zone. They cry because of rejection, I cry because I'm alone, is the pain of the aftermath worth leaving my comf...
A passing thing , it seems these days, to open up a door, give someone a friendly smile or give something to the poor. We seem to be all wrapped up in a just-for-me world, all reaching for that pot of gold or the next string of pearls. I was giving a lift one day to a couple caught on foot, as I dropped them of at a grocery ...
One day at a time, that's how I lost you. I left you alone, with nothing to do. One minute of an hour, could have said the right thing. Now I am left alone starring at our wedding rings. One day at a time, that's how I lost you. Left you alone, with nothing to do. You knew what I was doing.wasn't doing anything wrong. But th...
Paul Roberts
Member since: March 2009
Articles Written: 168
Writers Invited: 1