The Cowboy’s Deed
He was quick with a wink and a smile
A gentleman who’d been around a while
His face and skin were well weathered
And his voice was dry and leathered
But there was a softness in his eyes
And a kindness that his look implies
As he shakes your hand with a grip
His smile exposing part of his dip
His old hat was dusty and worn from wear
He bustled about without burden or care
He spoke soft to her and brushed her silver hair
The love they shared was refreshingly rare
He had tended cows and horses and such
His rough old life had yielded them much
She had doted on him through the years
Cooking and cleaning and bringing him beers
But now disease has laid her in bed
And he kept the vows he once had said
Loving and caring for her every day
And that’s what he’ll do till she rides away
Cowboys break horses but not their word
And own the debts that they have incurred
A tough yet loving and rugged breed
I tip my hat to the cowboy’s deed
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I love the idea of a Western poetic vision. I've had ideas like this myself but have not been successful. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
This brings alive the lore of the cowboy and the wild West. Brought to mind a thought about the cowboy now being 'dead,' as the classic kind is a rare find. Thanks for sharing this stirring poem. /Rik.
makes me remember the westerns I enjoyed as a kid
it was so black n white, simple
on my tv screens
bad guys, defeated by good guys
and then end screen, credits..
its good
to escape into fictional, realms
from time to time
as the real stories are never so simple
in history's, gangrene and starvation
reality..
(such an enjoyable reading experience
thank you! for the gifted journey
through my treasured youth, dear Poet)
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