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Colorado Cowboy Saga

Grandad became a cowboy,
 Though born in the mountains of Tennessee,
His family moved to Colorado –
 Just when he turned three;
Fleeing from the Civil War’s animosity
 Traveled in a wagon ‘cross the wide prairies

Four brothers taught the youngest child
 How to ride and brand
How to feed the cattle
 How to take a stand
How to rope, how to ranch
 And care for the land

He grew up tall and strong
 Like the mountains of his heartbeat
In winter and in summer
They called his restless feet
And Grandad knew the mountains
 Like city kids know streets

And with his pinto pony
 Rode the mail every day
Nederland to Central City
 Oh, he knew the way –
Sometimes frozen in the saddle
 For warm weather he prayed.

Drove the cows to Denver
 From high country fields
With sharp whistles and with yells
 He stayed on the cattle’s heels
Through the cut at Boulder
 For the sweet autumn grass revealed

When I was a little girl
 On grandad’s lap I’d sit
He’d tell me of his boyhood
 Cowboy tales true grit
How he loved his cowboy life
  Maybe he fudged a bit?

The city was my birthplace
 I knew and loved it well
But in my heart grandad planted
 A cowboy song to tell
Though he dreamed of bustling cities
 His heart bewitched by a cowboy spell.

True story.
Even though my grandfather became an entrepreneur, he never forgot his childhood as a cowboy in the mountains and prairies of Colorado.

1-31-21
Contest: Cowboy Poetry
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

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