day 3

Sorry I didnt get to post anything more yesterday. When I got home the storms had knocked out my internet. So laim. So Im back at work right now I should be working but oh well to close to Christmas to care. We are also kind of slow now Thank God!!!! Anyway I will make it short. Here is a stupid Christmas song for you

                                          
                                         
                                             Oh and another one of my poems...

I Love Mondays  It’s when I start my journey back up the slippery slope of the week ahead never knowing what to expect except being back in the arms of my beautiful wife at the end of each day                                               

Then sliding back down the other end of the week so gently stopping myself on Friday trying to slow down time after rushing all week so that I can enjoy every second that I can with my wife and kids

                                                            Dallas-Taylor Stanfield

Got home and my internet is back up and kicking!!! I went today, Even though its a little late and got me some new outside Christmas lights!!! It dont matter Im putting them up late because you know us country folk. They will probably not come down until spring!!! lol... Hell I can probably use them to work on my 4x4 without any droplight.. I will think of some good reason not to take them down for awhile!!! Here is another poem for you all....


                                          "ALL GOOD THINGS IN ALL GOOD TIME"

I WAKE EVRY MORNING

AND FOLLOW THE LONG ROAD

AN HOUR FROM THE ONES I LOVE

HOPING IM GIVING ENOUGH KISSES

AND LONGING FOR ANOTHER HUG

I THINK OF EACH ONE OF THERE FACES

HOW MUCH THEY ALL MEAN TO ME

BUT THIS MUST BE DONE AND WE ALL DO AGREE

I MISS THEM SO MUCH WHEN IM AWAY

I GET TIRED OF LEAVING THEM EVERYDAY

AND PLAYING THE BRIGHT LIGHTS GAME ALONG THE WAY

THE ROAD IS DARK AT THE TIME I GO

AND THE SILENCE IS UNBAREABLE WITHOUT THE RADIO

SO I THROUGH IN BOSTON OR THE EAGLES

AND CRANK IT UP LOUD

AND KNOW THIS JOURNY I MAKE

MAKES MY FAMILY PROUD

I THINK TO MYSELF

ALL GOOD THINGS IN ALL GOOD TIME

IN EIGHT TO TEN HOURS I WILL BE ON

THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT LINE

THEN I WILL BE HOME PASSING OUT KISSES

AND SNATCHING UP HUGS

BECAUSE TOMMOROW ONCE AGAIN

                                         I WILL BE LEAVING THE ONES THAT I LOVE

                                                   BY DALLAS-TAYLOR STANFIELD

                                                       
                                                                     One More

My desk is filled with objects of life

My beer my cigs my wallet and my knife

There sits my ash tray and an old glass of tea

My meds a coaster and a lot of CD’s

Paper and pens so I make myself write

Wood burning stove flaming

Because its cold out tonight

The room is scattered with other objects

Like boots guitars books and pets

My wife is asleep my kids are the same

Being up by myself is really kind of lame

Waiting for Saturday night live on my idiot box

I am writing but watching the clock

I’m sure its one I have seen before

Although I still wait and know I will be board

Maybe I will skip it and use my brain

All that T.V. does to me is drain