Cowboy Dreams
He rides the
range from dawn to dusk
His life alone each day
Hat pulled low upon his brow
He knows no other way.
Dust and grit
around him swirl
His horse and he are one
Never lonely, no regrets
As he rides beneath the sun.
At night he's not
alone
For the stars shine overhead
As he watches them and dreams
From the ground that is his bed.
Spurs that jingle
as he rides
He keeps the herd together
In youth his dreams were of this life
And he'll live this way forever.
~ charlotte anselmo ~
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