Lost Hope

Oh, he was new, like a few, no clue what to do
But he had a horse, could ride of course, might be worse
He could always learn, and then earn, wages to burn
They ate well, so they tell, down by the dinner bell
A cowboy's life, with strife, may keep him from a wife
He goes to town, and messes around, nothing found
Restless,  he starts to feel nestless, never stressless
He learns to rope, ways to cope, tries not to lose hope
So then, he tries again, just like all other men
Then quits of course, rides his horse, tends his cows with remorse


7-24-20
Contest: Keen Observation I
Sponsor: Funom Makama
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Agustin Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 1:29 AM
Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. God bless you.
Bradfield Avatar
September 17, 2020 at 9:14 PM
Thank you, Beata !
Allison Avatar
September 14, 2020 at 5:54 AM
great rhythm and rhyme and I love the ending Larry:-) hugs jan xx
Bradfield Avatar
September 14, 2020 at 7:46 AM
Thank you, Jan!!
Makama Avatar
September 14, 2020 at 5:32 AM
A big big congratulations for this feat. I am so sorry this is coming a month late, due to the pressure, we medical practitioners are facing at this time, I didn't have the time to go through the contest, but I am glad I did. it was a difficult decision to make, a big congratulations to you once again.
Bradfield Avatar
September 14, 2020 at 7:47 AM
Thank you and a tip of the hat to you and your efforts in this stressful time. It must be really challenging
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