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