I dreamed in the Mexican desert, I drove cattle on my grand son's wooden horse. <br />The Marshall caught me at the border. <br />I said, ' I am Lone Ranger.' <br />Then he gave me his horse and some forged documents to cross the border. <br />She woke me up in the morning. <br />I grumbled; 'Let me sleep today is the Independence Day.' <br />'Hey! We are still aliens.' <br /> <br />I dedicate this poem to my sincere friend Denis.Joe <br /> <br /> <br />* Wherever you go you never find a home like in your Motherland.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cowboy-on-a-wooden-horse/
