Matthew Scopelitis

Tucson, Arizona

Matthew was born in Norwich, Connecticut on June 1,1919. Has been married to Regina since February 2, 1946. He wrote his first poem in 1994 at the age of 75. He writes western, general, romantic and religious poetry. Matthew has been published by The National Library of Poetry, Famous Poets Society, EPS Publishing Co., and Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum. The Scopelitis' just self published their second book of 148 poems "From The Heart which also includes his poetry. He is a WWII veteran and retired AF MSgt. They attend various Cowboy Poetry Gatherings and the first poem he ever wrote was "I Wish I Were A Cowboy". He enjoys writing poetry.

THE COWBOYS LAST WISH

Bury me on the side of a hill
Where I know the animals play
Where the cattle graze and the horses roam
And the sun shines most of the day.

Let me be near the sound of a stream
Where the water runs cool and clear
Let my horse run as free as a meadows breeze
For he will know that I am near.

Let there be some nearby trees
Where the birds can sing all day
Where the deer roam in what is home
And the squirrel can run and play.

My days as a cowboy are over
And I truly have no regrets
It was a life I cherished
There is nothing I'd like to forget.

Please grant me my wish
As I would like to be
As close to the land that I love
Where all animals and cowboys are free.

A NEW DAY

When I wake up in the morning,
And see the sun rise in the sky.
I know that I am looking up at Heaven,
This is what no one can deny.

The beauty of the sunrise,
Casting shadows on the plains.
Lighting up the valleys in the mountains,
As daylight starts to reign.

Look at the goodness of the morning,
This is the way to start the day.
Start it fresh every morning,
And keep it good all through the day.

I try to live my life,
As God meant for it to be.
Being as good to my fellow man,
As I would want him to be to me.

The thing to do for all of us.
Is to step up for all the world to see.
Just live by the Golden Rule,
And be the man God meant for you to be.

A LADY FROM TUCSON

There once was a lady from Tucson,
Who didn't have time to put the soup on,
Her husband asked, When do we eat?
She answered, As soon as you go buy some meat,
Until then, just keep your shirt on.