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The Cowboy Life I Love

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The Cowboy Life I Love

I squint my eyes from the glaring sun
As I drive cattle across the open range.
I am the youngest hand, so I ride drag
Covered by the dust stirred into the wind.

This is the life I have chosen
To hear the steady creaking of my saddle
The songs of the cowboys as they lead the herd
The lowing cattle as they smell water.

This is the life I live
To see the endless stretches of prairie
The hens and rabbits scuttling away
The ponderous beasts flowing in a living stream.

This is the life I love
Watching the horses graze peacefully at night
The cattle milling about during my night ride
My horse's gentle breathing as I circle them.

May this be my lot while here I remain
May I drink from the freely flowing streams
And breathe the pairie air until I die.

Whether life be short or long
May I ever onward toil, and be content
With the satisfaction of honest work
With the steady pounding of hooves
Biscuits and chili by a wavering fire
And sleeping under the sky on the open range.

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst

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  1. Date: 4/22/2013 12:39:00 PM
    I love getting so many comments from you and i just want to say thank you so much for talking about my promise her poem, it is great to hear from all these other poets

  1. Date: 4/1/2013 10:21:00 AM
    thanks for sharing what a cowboy's life entails. Your dedication is amazing.. I'm certain those animals love you for caring. Keep up the good work!

  1. Date: 3/25/2013 8:44:00 AM
    I can feel the sun beat down, the dust and the smell of leather and horse...I grew up with horses, (my dad was the real thing...a cowboy who was more comfortable in boots and his cowboy hat, than in a shirt and tie) I know the beauty of this lifestyle. Takes me home! :)

  1. Date: 3/16/2013 11:57:00 PM
    A life away from the hustle and bustle of evwrywhere..that s a beautiful life one can yearn for so easily..A nice descriprion of how a cowboy leads his life.We don t have cowboys here on my island so what i know of cowboys is through books and moviees.Re sleeping beneath the sky experience was on a boat in the open blue..Your adventure must be fun too.Lovely poem indeed.

  1. Date: 3/15/2013 8:47:00 AM
    This sounds wonderful, Isaiah. I'm adding this one to my favourites. Your descriptions are perfection.

  1. Date: 3/14/2013 11:40:00 AM
    Gorgeous..makes me wish I could lead that least until my butt got sore. BG