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A Cowboy Lives In His Mind
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A Cowboy Lives In His Mind |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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I've spent lots of hours, daydreaming along- Just watchin' some critter's behind. My mind just a'wanderin', off far and alone. A cowboy lives in his mind. My body a'freezin' in sleet and in snow. While trying some heifer to find... She might be a'calvin', where icy winds blow... I'm warm and secure in my mind. I am a romantic, a dreamer and such- And very small pleasure I find... In haying, dehorning, or cuttin' bullcalves, My real world is found in my mind. I dream of a princess, a castle, rich fare... A life that is gentle and kind. My hands are uncalloused, and so is my butt, But this is all found in my mind. Call me a cowboy, and you said it right. A victim of dawn to dark grind... Inside i'm a courtin' some damsel so fine, A Cowboy lives in his mind. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Hey cowboy! I can call you that right?  Loved this one John... you are a true cowboy in every sense of the word. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 Howdy cowboy, long-time-no-read your brand of poetry. An enjoyable write, John. Hope the trails have been kind to you. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
 This is wonderful. I love everything of yours that I read, and this is no exception. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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