Stranger In Town

He rode into town one sweltering day, He seemed to be in deep thought. His quietness was very much in display, In reality he was very distraught. Tanned from the sun to a high degree, Appearing parched from the amazing heat, He remained in the saddle, totally carefree, His journey was now complete. No one knew where his journey commenced Nor what was his purpose at hand. Solitude was all that was here dispensed, All wondered what he had planned. Then as quickly as he had arrived He nudged his tired horse on. The town had from danger all survived, The stranger was suddenly gone.