Almost Enough
Almost Enough
He was just a boy when he rode out-
Long legs and knobby knees
Rode drag to Denver from Santa Fe
An' grew by twos and threes
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 an' the bars
An orphan lookin' for a meal
An' washin' whiskey 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 here's 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
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2016
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