An old cowpoke sat quiet and alone in the dark
Listenin' to the early birds and a distant coyote bark
His belly pretty full, coffee cup in his hand
Eyes roamin' and takin' in the lay of the land.
All too soon he'll be up and around
Never stoppin' a moment when his feet hit the ground.
His old dog sat and then laid down with a sigh
The old cowboy smiled quiet, his eyes on the sky
Way over yonder on the ridge stood a doe and her fawn
Silhouetted like a picture by the soft light of the dawn.
No comments:
Post a Comment