A Journey Bourne

Ah war out a walkin Ut war a Sunday morn Mah chores war all did Warn't no need fer me et home Ah walks along tha river What does goes by er place Hearin tha crickets singin Un watchin dragonflies un tha chase Tha rivers a little lively Fer tha rain done brung er up Un stead uve a little girgle Ut souns more like "sup" Ah war almost ta mah favor ite log Wen ah does sees a dog He jist stans un looks et me N ah's goes walkin up Then ah' see's uh movement Un ut war a horse He sniffs tha air un stares et me Un never makes a noise Over thar un mah log Un much ta mah surprise War un ol' man sittin Un never even blinks un eye Ah jist kinda moz ies over Un sits down un tha end Tryin hard not ta bothers um Cause he war a snorin Then thar war a little sound Frum a rock across tha way We's both looks ovar thar Ta see's what tha frog has ta say As he war a sayin his piece The dog cumed right up He war gonna catch tha guy But he has ta swims tha river first Than tha horse done gived a whinney Un walks up ta tha man Nuzzlin tha fellers cheek An pawin tha white san' Ah sez "I's sorry If'n I's buttin un" Tha ol' man done shakes his head Tilts his hat un sez "No mam" "We's jist un a journey Un sides ta takes a break Ut war kinda perty here So we's jist sits here un tha shade" "Horse youse jist stops ut Her ain't did nothin wrong Her jist likes ta listen ta Tha little feller's song" "Dog youse cumes back here Youse don't likes ta swim If'n youse two don't calms down We'll be's un er way again "Well ah's sorry mam Ut's still perty early un tha morn But ah guesses Wild Lighten un Duke Er ready ta goes un with er journey bourne" Cile Beer Thanks Bob Hinshaw for the idea