Fond Wishes

Oh Lord, please take us to places unseen, Back to endless skies, and plains emerald green. Through the words and songs, of poets and balladeers, Give us good strong memories, and only happy tears. Take us to snow-capped mountains and prairie grasses tall, Let us see, just once more, aspens in the fall. Open up our hearts, to far off, longed for places, And let us ride one last time, across wide open spaces. Give us one good horse, and one true, loyal friend, And someone to remember us, at the very end. Never doubt we are grateful, for the future and the past, Because we can go there, in these words that will last. For Cowboys know the scriptures; they live them first hand, Breathing many prayers for the preservation of the land. Let us hear the music and words, listen to what they say, Remind us who we are, and let us remember how to pray