Almost Enough
He learned the trade of punchin' cows
An' silence of the men
He was alone but so were they
Not like it was back then
Not like the days of sweepin' floors
In brothels and the bars
An orphan lookin' for a meal
An' washin' whisky jars
Now he crossed the plains wide and free
An' saw the mountains rise
It was almost, almost enough
'Til he recalled her eyes
She'd been sixteen an' so had he
They didn't know 'bout love
So they held hands an' talked all night
An' counted stars above
Then she was gone, just slipped away
An' he was punchin' cows
He had the world to call his own
With all the heres an' nows
An' so he looked at all the world
An' marveled at its size
It was almost, almost enough
'Til he recalled her eyes
10-16-20
Contest: Have You Published
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Poem from the book
"Almost Enough, Cowboy and Western Poetry" April 6, 2010
Amazon Publishers, ISBN 9781519762481
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2020
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