Wait For Me
When I was young I had a little sis.
She was dainty like any little miss.
She thought I was strong and could always do
Whatever she needed - I thought so, too.
I could hear her say "Wait - wait for me, Roy!"
But there ain't no "wait" in a young cowboy .
So I rode my stickhorse into the sun
And chased the bad guys 'til the day was done.
She'd be waitin' right there by the gate,
"Did you get'em ? Ya send'em to their fate?"
There's no bigger fan that my little sis,
I was always perfect, nothing amiss.
The years passed by and I rode a real hoss.
My sis got married and I felt the loss
For she was much more than I ever knew.
I found women like her were mighty few.
Now that I'm older and things are more clear,
She's top of the list of things I hold dear.
I'd turn the clock back just to be that boy,
And to hear her say "Wait - wait for me, Roy!"
August 23, 2016
For Contest 5 Rhyming Stanzas - 5 only
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