A Cowboys Lullaby
A life four score and five short years
Of tender hearts and happy tears
Memories of yesteryear he's crafted into song
Each album paved , a stepping stone
The craftsmanship shaped a happy home
The Wordsmiths scribed a worthy tome, the faithfulnsingbalonf
A Texas sta, a fuiding light
For those of us who shine less bright
Golden Glovesstill raised in fight, defend the underdog
Magdalas lights a distant shore
Will call in vain forever more
The sea calls sailors to endure the coldly blinding fog
Though freedoms out there, there's a fee
For freedoms never ever free
A marriage, pride, a family, a life cut to the bone
An outlaw heart, a faith sublime
A hundred years born outta time
Four riders, outlaws, highwaymen no longer ride alone
In a world devoid of sanity
At the risk of vile profanity
The echoes of humanity, resound in every cry
Like Lewis and Clarke you blazed a trail
For every mile fought tooth and nail
Your quest, your prize, your Holy grail, your Cowboys lullaby
Through leaner years a hungry heart
Each written line's a work of art
Your Devils now, made to depart, no longer do you wrong
To dream a dream,then see it through
Marks the man we see in you
No epitaph of black & blue, you're right where you belong
Copyright © Peter Walsh | Year Posted 2023
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