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The Cowboy Life I Love

I squint my eyes from the glaring sun As I drive cattle across the open range. I am the youngest hand, so I ride drag Covered by the dust stirred into the wind. This is the life I have chosen To hear the steady creaking of my saddle The songs of the cowboys as they lead the herd The lowing cattle as they smell water. This is the life I live To see the endless stretches of prairie The hens and rabbits scuttling away The ponderous beasts flowing in a living stream. This is the life I love Watching the horses graze peacefully at night The cattle milling about during my night ride My horse's gentle breathing as I circle them. May this be my lot while here I remain May I drink from the freely flowing streams And breathe the pairie air until I die. Whether life be short or long May I ever onward toil, and be content With the satisfaction of honest work With the steady pounding of hooves Biscuits and chili by a wavering fire And sleeping under the sky on the open range.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 4/22/2013 12:39:00 PM
I love getting so many comments from you and i just want to say thank you so much for talking about my promise her poem, it is great to hear from all these other poets
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Date: 4/1/2013 10:21:00 AM
thanks for sharing what a cowboy's life entails. Your dedication is amazing.. I'm certain those animals love you for caring. Keep up the good work!
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Date: 3/25/2013 8:44:00 AM
I can feel the sun beat down, the dust and the smell of leather and horse...I grew up with horses, (my dad was the real thing...a cowboy who was more comfortable in boots and his cowboy hat, than in a shirt and tie) I know the beauty of this lifestyle. Takes me home! :)
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Date: 3/16/2013 11:57:00 PM
A life away from the hustle and bustle of evwrywhere..that s a beautiful life one can yearn for so easily..A nice descriprion of how a cowboy leads his life.We don t have cowboys here on my island so what i know of cowboys is through books and moviees.Re sleeping beneath the sky experience was on a boat in the open blue..Your adventure must be fun too.Lovely poem indeed.
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Date: 3/15/2013 8:47:00 AM
This sounds wonderful, Isaiah. I'm adding this one to my favourites. Your descriptions are perfection.
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Date: 3/14/2013 11:40:00 AM
Gorgeous..makes me wish I could lead that least until my butt got sore. BG
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