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timothysangel1973
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0 posted 2005-02-24 01:42 PM


Going on 5 Years with that Mysterious Man that I wrote about such a long time ago.  Now... as fate would have it, we have a brand new blue-eyed baby girl to accompany us on our journey.


Join me for a walk, my friends. We'll go down memory lane

As I tell you about an hombre who was known as Timothy Wayne.

A loner and a wanderer, he never settled down

But hitched his horse to hitching posts in ev'ry one-horse town.

In between saloons and bar brawls, he made whiskey runs.

Rough and tough was Timothy Wayne with his well-polished guns.

He didn't say a lot - expressions were as cold as ice

And, if he talked, you listened 'cause he wouldn't say it twice.

The women swooned in wonder at the mention of his name.

The men knew not to mess around at all with Timothy Wayne.

He wasn't a "wanted" man but folks all knew the legend well

Meaner than a rattler, he would fight the fires of hell.

One day at journey's end he wound up in a town called Clover.

Although he didn't know it yet, his traveling days were over.

He got a room and asked the clerk to point out the saloon

Then followed the pointing finger aiming at The Devil's Room.

The town was not that big, It was a piece of cake to find.

Down near the edge of town, the name screamed from a bright red sign,

The music and the laughter he could hear out in the street,

Then he walked through the doorway to enjoy a liquid treat.

A gal sat at the piano all dressed up in frilly lace

With hair all curled and shiny, heavy makeup on her face.

The men all gathered round to ogle this old singing bird

But Wayne looked at the serving girl, who worked without a word.

Her hair was long and flowing and her eyes were green and bright.

Of all the women there she was the prettiest that night.

He heard the men call out her name to bring another round

And she did so, unsmiling and without a single sound.

Her clothes were dark and dreary - men did not treat her the same

But what struck Timothy had been the oddness of her name.

He wasn't sure he'd heard it right so he asked, quizzically..

The barman looked up as he said, "That one's called Tima C."

He asked him what the "C" stood for...the man said, "I don't know.

Her first name's all that matters and that she don't serve beer slow."

Timothy Wayne was taken by the girl with long brown hair

Which went against his nature - he was not the kind to care.

After his fill of whiskey, he went back to his hotel

But her face wouldn't leave him. He was caught beneath her spell.

When he woke up in the morning he decided to find out

Who this woman was and also what she was about.

He went back to the Devil's Room but it was locked up tight.

The cowpokes all had left and Tima C. was not in sight.

He knew he had to find her. Where the hell could that gal be?

His mind still reeled beneath the spell of long-haired Tima C.

He walked the streets of town and he could feel the townfolks stare

At this gunslinger wandering around - he didn;t care.

When night fell once again he went back to the Devil's Room

Convinced that he would find her working there at the saloon.

Yes, there she was at work, still toting pitchers on a tray.

He watched her working, wondering how she had spent her day.

He watched her work all night. She was so pretty in his eye.

Her face was worn and worried and it made him wonder why.

He decided he would follow her when they closed for the night.

He waited 'til the last man left. She never left his sight.

When she walked out he followed as she hurried down main street.

He knew that she was nervous by the quickness of her feet.

He stopped and called her name and watched her as she looked his way

But, "Hi, I'm Timothy Wayne" was all the gunslinger could say.

"I know your name", she said to him. "You got the whole town talkin'

But you don't scare me none at all and that's why I'm still walkin'".

The flash of her green eyes got to him like no woman had.

"I'm not all that they say I am. I'm really not that bad."

She said, "Well, walk beside me then since you are going my way.

It's gonna be light out soon 'cause daybreak's on its way."

They strolled along down main street toward the outskirts of the town

And he found out about the things in life that brought her down.

She told him of her childhood and the things that brought her here

To serve those rowdy cowboys trays of whiskey and warm beer.

He told her why he followed her, against his way of life

But he felt love and wanted her to come and be his wife.

She looked at his face as he spoke, neither saying yes or no

Then said she couldn't leave - some things that she could not let go.

He saw the tears form in her eyes, slide slowly down her cheek,

And said, "Then I won't leave you 'cause my love has left me weak."

So they decided they would stay there in that one-horse town.

For all the towns he'd been to, there in Clover love was found.

They married in a tiny church for all the town to see,

Raised five kids in their farmhouse built beside a tall oak tree.

So ends the tale of two lost souls in search for their true love.

Their strength of will won out along with help from up above.

Timothy Wayne and Tima C...whoever would have thought

That these two wandering hearts alone would ever have been caught?

© Copyright 2005 Tima Chavis Cooke - All Rights Reserved
passing shadows
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1 posted 2005-02-24 01:45 PM


been wondering where you've been girl!

you sure have been missed!

this is just precious!!!

Sunshine
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2 posted 2005-02-24 01:51 PM



We certainly hope good fortune
continues to smile down on the
Happy Family...

and Welcome Home!

timothysangel1973
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3 posted 2005-02-24 02:19 PM


Hey guys..... well, life has gotten really busy as of late.  Timberlea Becca-Jean was born on October 13th, and Im telling ya what, having a baby after you turn 30 is nothing like having one in your twenties... She gives me a run for my money, but I am having soooooo much fun.... Wish I could add a pic, but Im not sure how.

Hopefully I will get to get back to writing a little now...

Great to see you guys again

Tima

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4 posted 2005-02-24 02:38 PM



You told your story very well!!! Blessings to the happy family!

Welcome back Tima! Your Pip family has missed you!


EA

passing shadows
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5 posted 2005-02-24 10:42 PM


you could email me a pic, yaknow? I wanna see her come'on.....please??
miscellanea
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6 posted 2005-02-24 11:00 PM


Enjoyed becoming acquainted with the legend of Timothy Wayne!  A pleasure to read.

        miscellanea

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7 posted 2005-03-04 03:18 AM


kewl write~
actually awesome~


littlewing
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8 posted 2005-03-04 08:55 AM


I would like to sit by the fire and have you tell me stories, Tima.

*smile*

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