Last night I dreamed about my home, <br />I dreamed that I wasn't alone. <br />I dreamed of the gulf wind blowing fair, <br />I dreamed all night that I was there. <br /> <br />I dreamed about the open range, <br />while in a land that seems so strange, <br />I dreamed of lonely country roads, <br />And white faced cattle mooing low. <br /> <br />I dreamed of lazy summer days, <br />In Port Mansfield by the bay. <br />Catching croker, reds and trout, <br />It was a dream, without a doubt. <br /> <br />When morning lightened up the sky, <br />I came awake, opened my eyes. <br />And had to stifle a big sigh, <br />because cowboys ain't supposed to cry. <br /> <br />4/27/10 29 palms ca.<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/missing-texas/
