A Modern Cowboy
I ride to the store on horseback and saddle,
I Leave him outside its distasteful to ride indoors,
My horse stays there it waits it needs no shackle,
I wonder inside my eyes beholden,
This world I have found,
It shines bright it glows with electricity,
I wander I’m lost this place a city,
I don’t know where to exist in this modern World,
I leave the store now with this plastic holding,
My horse I return to,
He looks at me with a sight of scolding,
I shudder sadly knowing our time has nearly past,
We wonder back to the prairie,
The horizon crept upon by cities leaving us teary.
Copyright © John Wadsworth | Year Posted 2024
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