Hello Everyone, my name is James and
I am married to Reba.
At home I get 1/4 of the closet space and she gets 3/4.
The same is true with our Web Pages. LOL
But that is okay with me. She knows more about this computer, then I do. She loves making Web Pages more then I do too. So I have given her my Web Site Space. I know that she will do some more great pages.
Carry on my Darling.
Love You Forever.

FROM MY LOVING HUSBAND
LOVE YOU TOO

~I MARRIED A COWBOY~

This page is dedicated to my husband James
Proud to be your wife. The poem that you are about to read - fits him to a tee. Smiles.
I am one lucky woman.

A REAL COWBOY!
By Jim John

They say I ain't much of a cowboy
And I reckon they're probably right,
Cause I'm really not much of a horseman...
And I don't like camping out at night.

I can't rope a cow or wrestle a steer.
I've never drank redeye.
I hate warm beer.
But a soft bed at night, now that I hold Dear.

I've never been bit by a rattlesnake...
And I don't like to gnaw on a bloody, red steak.
Beans flavored with dust and soot from some fire,
Just can't make my spirit soar higher.

Yeah, they say I ain't a real cowboy,
And I reckon they're pretty near right,
Cause my boots aren't always comfortable
And I can't wear my levis real tight.

I don't hang out with dance hall girls,
Stud poker was never my game.
I can't play the guitar or yodel...
And Slim certainly ain't my nickname.