Western
Western is what i am to be.
My brothers, and my fathers are
to be cowboys.
My sisters and my mothers are
to be cowgirls.
The western skies and the western
lies, are all part of the western child's
dream of what lies ahead.
Everything of the western is not just a
land of dreams and oppertunaties,
but just a place i call my home.
It's where i stand with family and friends,
a place with honor and freedom.
This western place i call my home,
is but the one and only America.
The cowboys are my brothers and fathers,
as the cowgirls are my sisters and mothers.
A western child is what i am to be.
Copyright © Stephanie Toddy | Year Posted 2006
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