I ride with a lonely shadow.
Thoughts unraveled comfort him.
Clip-clop through a moonlit canyon.
Twilight wiles the hinterland.
I dismount,
- hitch my nag to a tree.
My horse as well,
Ha! ...my shadow laughs with me.
We pass the night by campfire light.
Fingers gently strumming.
Senses softly humming
a lonesome cowboy tune.
Gently strumming- softly humming,
"The Lonesome Cowboy Blues"
Memories, fantasies,
pleasantries with you,
pleasantries with you,
pleasantries,
pleasantries,
pleasant dreams-
Cowboy Blue...
S.A. Peck
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment