Open Poetry #3 |
The Cowboy Way |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
“The Cowboy Way” Have you ever seen a cow give birth Or watched a new-born foal- Take it's first few wobbly steps And shiver in the cold? Or rolled out of your blankets On a cold West Texas morn- To go outside and hay the stock And curse the day you're born? To saddle before daylight- When the frost is all around And have a really salty bronc Throw you to the ground? For these and several hundred more Are what a cowboy knows- Like breaking broncs and digging calves Out of the prairie snows. And sitting in some bunkhouse And reading magazines- And every woman on the page Does haunt him in his dreams. He dreams of home and fireside Of laughing boys and girls A wife to say, "I love you". Blue eyes and golden curls. And when the clock awakes him To face another day He realizes dreams like this Won't last on Cowboy pay. But when he's pushing young stock Out in the early fall And watching as the geese fly south And weaner yearlings bawl- Even though he's getting old His hair is turning grey He wouldn't trade it for the world- He loves the Cowboy way. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Enjoyed this, GS... very much! |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed this much!! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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