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Open Poetry #43

I Wouldn't Change a Thing

Gunslinger
Senior Member

since 1999-10-09

Posts 901
TX, USA

0 posted 2008-11-04 08:43 PM

My mind’s been kind of driftin’
Down a long and winding trail.
To the music of coyotes-
And the flight of Bob-white quail…

To the sounds of leather creaking-
From my pony’s gentle sway…
And the prairie dust a risin’
As we go our lonely way…

I think of saddle partners-
Who have long been dead and dirt-
The aching empty feelin’
Their departures sure did hurt…

Then again of youthful romance-
But, alas, ‘twas just a dream,
And a country boy’s daydreams-
Vanish like a wisp of steam…

Then the years of brutal labor-
From barely see, to cain’t-
Banked the fires of fancy dreamin’
One cain’t be somethin’ that he ain’t…

I remember childhood heroes-
Roy, Gene, and Lash Larue…
How they always seemed so certain,
Never doubting what to do.

But it never was that simple-
In the choices that I made…
Like how to raise my children,
And the way I plied my trade…

Looking back, I’m not ashamed of-
The cowboy path I chose-
Though the road was often bumpy,
And it had it’s high and lows…

I still dread the chill of winter-
And I love the blush of spring-
If I had it to do over…
Why, I wouldn’t change a thing.

[This message has been edited by Gunslinger (11-05-2008 08:17 PM).]