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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Everybody round here just calls the old cuss, cowboy. Wasn’t worth much to nobody, his old dog seemed to be his only true joy. The two of them were next to inseparable, hardly ever seen one that you didn’t see the other. From the time he was two he was raised by his pa, him and his little brother. Old cowboy never married, said he didn’t have much use for women and such. He just took life one day at a time, never let things get to him much. Said he got the name cowboy cause that’s what he was, and one of the best. Said he wished he’d been born earlier, liked to have been part of the old west. Those were the days he’d say, measured a man how he stood his ground. But he said those days were gone, lucky if you can still find an honest man around. Cowboy lived life hard you could tell by the looks of his haggard old face. Life hadn’t been all that easy, time had left its mark, scars which no one could erase. Cowboy didn’t have many friends, he just wasn’t the people pleasing type. If you was a no a count, he’d tell you, and he didn’t paint it with no glitter or hype. Old cowboy weren’t mean, but those that claimed to be usually shied clear when cowboy went to town. Old cowboy weren’t no saint, and he sure didn’t allow bad talk about the friends he has, he wouldn’t tell you but one time not to put them down. He could get salty and he knew how to scrap. He didn’t have a bit of trouble telling someone they best be shuttin their trap. He weren’t no trouble maker, but he meant what he said. I really need to go check on him, say he got plumb stove up, got him laid up in bed. Well reckon I done wrote enough about old cowboy, just wanted to let you know who he is. Don’t think folks round here gonna miss him much, bout like a sody pop that done lost its fizz. Been right nice talkin at you.
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