I had a country girlfriend in NC, and she kind of
introduced C&W music to me.
Though I didn’t like it before her, I did appreciate
the stories in some of the songs and liked a few of
them, like one about not skating in a buffalo herd,
sound advice.
After that girlfriend who stole money from me and
was writing love letters to a married man while
with me and done me wrong.
The relationship kind of ended like a C&W song,
except I didn’t drink and couldn’t cry in my beer,
and I didn’t sing about her cheating heart.
But I did like Country Music after that, and really
appreciated how well written some of the lyrics are,
and my mama never raised me up to be a cowboy.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Quomodo cogis comas tuas sic videri?
79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional.
I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more.
View all posts by BobBoyd
