Get Your Premium Membership

My Dream

I have a dream I could quit drifting around and I could take up a wife and settle down Together we’d buy us a small piece of ground a place we could share and let our love abound We’d sit on the porch and smell the wildflowers that float upon the breeze after spring showers Hold hands and gaze at the sunrise for hours all the happiness in the world would be ours We could walk side by side while time drifted by watching the clouds moving across the blue sky Could raise our children and watch while they try to grow to be adults right before our eyes That’s this old cowboy’s dream that will never be the life I’ve always known is on the prairie M fate is to wander ever endlessly I’m afraid it’s too late to ever change me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 8/3/2023 6:32:00 AM
I agree with Robert…… Jerry….you are the master of cowboy poetry! I really enjoy your poems….you write with such realness ,honesty and humour….great combo! Debx
Login to Reply
Brotherton Avatar
Jerry Brotherton
Date: 8/3/2023 7:38:00 AM
Wow Deb, you humble me with your wonderful words. Thank you so much.
Date: 8/2/2023 12:57:00 PM
Another masterpiece from the Master of Cowboy Poetry! Enjoyed! - Bob H
Login to Reply
Brotherton Avatar
Jerry Brotherton
Date: 8/2/2023 5:42:00 PM
much appreciated Bob. I consider this high praise coming from s poet with your talent.
Date: 8/2/2023 12:11:00 PM
Hello Jerry, I thought cowboys some cowboys get married. Don't they? enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene\
Login to Reply
De Beaulieu Avatar
Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 8/3/2023 12:24:00 PM
Hello Jerry, Yes I do see the difference in the cowboy and the dieheart cowboy. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene\
Brotherton Avatar
Jerry Brotherton
Date: 8/2/2023 5:40:00 PM
Yes, some cowboys did get married. More so in the modern days. But there has always been a difference between a ranch hand and a die-hard cowboy. For a hard-core cowpuncher, the prairie life keeps drawing them away. It is almost like an addiction.

Book: Reflection on the Important Things