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Feb 2021
Me
I am the son of my father
And you'll need look no further

To see that I am from Idaho
The land of the potato

My hair is graying
My skin is tanning

I wear glasses to see
I have problems with my knee

I almost can not hear
It causes my eyes to tear

I love working with my hands
For I'm a worker of the lands

My heart is in horses
But life has a way of changing people's courses

I love to go hunting each year
Preferably for a deer

I love nature and the beauty all around
I prefer silence rather than sound

Alcohol I don't drink
Perhaps this is why I am healthier than most, I think

I don't use bad language
It causes me much anguish

I know people talk about me
But I really know the key

They don't like it when I shine
Because they only see me when I'm covered in grime

My face, my pants, my shirt
They're all covered with dirt

But my soul is clean
I try never to be mean

I need people's friendship
Because life is like a big ship

I reach port here and port there
I like places that have clean air

I do not smoke
I'm just an old cowpoke

I put my trust in all people
Because I believe life should be simple

I am who I am
I'll try never to get in a jam

I love to find long lost friends
Because in my life, I want only to break the barriers that will allow me to bend

To a life rich with friends
Which will allow me a joyous life that will never end.

Written by:
Jason Cheney
July 2019
Jason Cheney
Written by
Jason Cheney  52/M/Chubbuck, Idaho
(52/M/Chubbuck, Idaho)   
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