↔ ↔ ↔  As I reached toward my lofty goals,

there was always someone in the way.

A phantom soul who was never bold

but slyly interfered most every day.

I searched and followed every clue,

Trying to find who it could be.

When, at last, I finally knew,

Alas, the sneaky culprit was me!  ↔ ↔ ↔

SOCKS  by  Jim Fuller


About authorjim

I grew up in the country near a small Montana town, I have spent a lot of time in the outdoors, working, fishing, hunting and camping but have always been interested in mechanical and electrical things. Most of my life has been spent in the use, care and repair of things mechanical, electrical an electronic. After being retired for several years, I began writing and published my first novel at the age of 79. Now, at the age of 82, I have recently published my fourth noveland it is available from me or from the pulisher or book distributor.
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