As a Cowboy
Out west there are many new ways. Always a new trail to blaze. My nights are short with long days. Feeding my horse he kicked me into a daze. I am watching the cows gather to graze. The fields are filled with food and the sun's rays. The dirt roads makes for a cloudy haze. I need love but I need a better catch phrase. I now wonder if going west really pays. I have so little but I must always give praise. For these are my only days.
Date Written:1/20/2021
Honorable Mention
Cowboy Poetry Contest Judged: 2/3/2021
Sponsored by:Line Gauthier
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