Open Poetry #43 |
What It's Like to Win |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
It’s raining while I’m driving- And I have to fight the sleep… From all the late night miles I push My old, road-weary heap. I bought her new, six years ago- But, Lord, she shows the strain… And like my skills at rodeo, She’ll never “shine” again. I used to be a “good one”- At least that’s what they say- Headed for the Finals- I made the ponies pay. I’m not sure how it started- Maybe I was getting’ old… I got banged up a time or two- My saddle got real cold. I tell myself each mornin’ You’ll get it back again- But I really can’t remember- Just what it’s like to win. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Gunslinger, You're doing okay. Hang in there bro. Bobby |
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YoungatHeart2 Member
since 2008-12-12
Posts 81 |
Change is a good thing. You will find something new in which you can win. Nice analogy. |
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