"There are always greater fish than you have caught, always the lure of greater task and achievement, always the inspiration to seek, to endure, to find." - Zane Gray
Seeking Paradise in America
He built his retirement dream
a cabin by a stream,
a place to live forever.
Before the roof was on,
he sold it for a song,
thinking he was clever.
He moved to way out west,
where living seemed the best.
Just a little slice of paradise
With green fields of clover,
then left before winter was over-
he couldn’t stand the snow and ice.
He took up a new profession,
Christmas trees his new obsession,
but when they grew to sprouts
he rented out the whole lot,
it wasn’t what he thought.
His head was filled with doubts,
so he headed south to old Mexico,
married a senorita in Calexico,
Left her there, headed for Alaska.
Now he’s home in Nebraska
on the homestead of his birth,
waiting to return to mother earth
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