I am retired. I spend most of my time writing. I am looking for a female to inspire me. Hopefully I can do the same for you. I am pretty much a broke poet but I enjoy what I do and that is worth more than money to me. I like picnics with someone close to me, cooking out, a stroll through the forest puting my back on the ground looking up through the leaves with sunlight sparkling through the leaves with the sounds of nature all around. Peace in a stressed out world. I write song lyrics but I am not a country music fan. I like most other music though. My favorite all time group is the Moody Blues. What's yours? It's OK to email me. Beware of the poet: The Poet Oh the poet So sly with his pen He will fly you to the stars And set you back down again There are no places The poet can't go From the speed of light To a turtle crawling slow From the silence Of a single butterfly sneeze To the soft crashing to the ground Of the colors of Autumn leaves You think he works for no pay While you're reading all the while Only one thing is on his mind He is trying to buy your smile Oh but be aware This poet so smart Before you know it He has written into your heart Bert Jimmerson 2011