Don Johnson Poet Ballad

Cowboy

ah the rockin rolling seat ,
dem bowlaigs sure hard to beat,
when ya poking them ol dogies ,
heading home and life is sweet,
when the cattle are a grazing ,
and the sun is setting low,
an the night watch is stargazing,
a sweeter life i do know,
back when life was walking slow,
but then complete...

thank you "Cowpoke Meyers"
an wrangler Bob Hinshaw...

Don

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Joe Maverick June 10, 2012 at 2:21 AM ya nailed me square with this'n Don; that walking pace of life suited me far far better.." Don Johnson June 10, 2012 at 3:10 AM i lived the life fifty years ago, and all at walking pace, talked to my horse, and the cows of course, the memories wont erase:)

Anne-Lise Andresen June 9, 2012 at 5:07 PM Well done cowboy Don, I can well see you as a cowboy. yeeha - oxox love Anne-Lise :)

Poet Destroyer A June 9, 2012 at 12:22 PM Good afternoon DON, ha ha..this goes great with Bob's limerick,,just read it...xox~pd

Russell Sivey June 9, 2012 at 8:32 AM This is quite the illustrious write my friend! I really enjoyed the stargazing as well, something I do at times myself! I like the painted picture of cowboy life that you painted for us to see! Great fantasies for us to imagine! Great Work!!

Michelle Mac Donald June 9, 2012 at 5:32 AM "stargazing, surely the hour of the day for these 'cowpokes' to think, Don. Would make their homes feel most sweet when they return! Best wishes, Don!! love, Mikki

Sara Kendrick June 9, 2012 at 5:27 AM Great response to Robert's work..Enjoyed reading ..Been missing you for some reason..Sara

David Williams June 9, 2012 at 2:26 AM hey Don this sure sounds like sweet times...David