by Kelly F. Barr
Smoky blue eyes and a dimpled smile.
Cowboy hat and a cowboy swagger.
Ropin’, wranglin’, and ridin’ for miles;
He’s what made the American West matter.
Sitting tall in the saddle through snow, wind, and rain
Nothing could quench his adventurous spirit.
Blazing trails or following those of wagon trains,
Crossing ground in an undetermined circuit.
He was tougher than leather.
From drivin’ cattle to deliverin’ mail;
Ridin’ and workin’ in all kinds of weather;
The cowboy’s life — an old romantic tale.