A.J. Slagle Jr.

I worked with a man named “Miller” he’s an independent cuss, unless you are stupid or about to get hurt he does not make much fuss, his talents are many and varied and though some may have tried to define the limits of his capabilities he refuses to stay classified! One trait that I know I can say for sure is he tries to lead by example, the workers some those of simpler minds and to give you a brief sample… One summer day a truck showed up amongst the crummy fleet, a brand new six pack ford, it was

Today you turned your second year and I held you to the sky, I’m not sure which shines brighter at least upon my eyes, they say the southeast is rainy but with you, it’s always bright… The joyful laughter and shining grin are a welcome sound and sight, you keep me young as through your eyes I get to view this land, you grow so fast not just a babe, but a stalwart little man… Just come along and follow son, I will show you what I know, until the day you take the lead and I will follow where

In every hill and every stream, there are places of which I dream, the cold clean water, and the fresh clean air, have lightened the load of which I bear… This burden I speak of is in memory and mind of a land unforgiving, yet gentle and kind, the beauty I’ve seen the splendor and strength is something I wish to explore at great length… There’s nothing I’ve seen in my short span of years that would be more likely to bring me to tears, than to think of the beauty and the wonders I’ve seen in the high mountain

I tried to refine that husband of mine, honest to god I did, I grieved for my mate and early and late I watched over him like a kid… I gritted my teeth, corrected his speech said “honey” a thousand times! Though my patience was thin, he continually gave in to committing domestic crimes! Through each night and day, I showed him the way to be civilized clean, and kind, although I was in a rush, He’d spent too long in the brush and I just didn’t have enough time! The way that he swore, the clothes that he wore,