Open Poetry #41 |
A Cowboy Christmas eve |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
“A Cowboy Christmas Eve” Standing by a campfire, Gazing at a star- A cowboy mind goes wandering- And, friend, it wanders far. A cowboy lives with harship, Out there on the plain… That tends to lean to lonesome, But memories remain. Of years gone by, and childhood. And Sunday school and such. His parents always made him go- But he never liked it much. You know, it would surprise you What a youngun’s mind retains. Of Bible stuff and sermons- As well as growin’ pains. Tonight the star seems brighter- Than ought he’s seen before. And sets the man to thinkin’ Of an ancient stable door. That night was cold, he reckoned- When Joseph and his spouse, Were lookin’ for a shelter… There was no room in the house. Born there in a manger- There was no room at the inn. The King of all creation- Came to ransom fallen men. He finds his eyes are burnin’ Why, Lord, could those be tears? He’s kinda been a hardcase- He hasn’t cried in years. Can it be the season? Tomorrow’s Christmas Day. It surely ain’t religion- That makes him want to pray? No, friend, it is a Shepherd- Who wanders near and far, Seeking out the wayward, No matter where they are. Yon star is but a beacon- To touch a puncher’s heart. And draw him to a Savior- Who’s already done His part. So now the tears flow freely- But such relief they leave… As Christ brings in a wandering soul, This Cowboy Christmas Eve. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Touching, Gunslinger. Merry Christmas. Ida |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Your poetry always mesmerize me. Always A |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Wonderful...James |
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