A Cowboys Hat <br />Is Tattered and Worn. <br />His Boots are Scuffed, <br />And he's Saddle Sore. <br />He Rides his Horse <br />All around the Ranch <br />Chase'n & Rope'n calves, <br />That have gone a stray... <br />A Cowboys life <br />Has stayed the same, <br />There's Work to be done <br />In the Sun or Rain. <br />Horses to be Broke, <br />And Horses to be Shod. <br />Brand''n going on, <br />In the Corral near the Barn... <br />A Chuck-Wagon cook <br />Rings his Triangle Loud. <br />Cowboys & Wranglers all know, <br />That Grub is served. <br />An Eagle fling high <br />In search of food. <br />A Train whistle blowing, <br />In the Cool Nigh Wind... <br />A Cowboy strums his Guitar, <br />To the Rhythum of Hoofs. <br />A Wrangler with Harmonica, <br />Plays a Catchy Tune. <br />Majestic Mountains capped, <br />With a fresh dusting of Snow. <br />Sun Setting in the distance, <br />And the Coyotes Howl. <br />A Cowboys life <br />Is filled with Surprise. <br />He Ropes and Rides <br />And Always says a Prayer. <br />A Saddle and a Blanket, <br />A Rope, Spurs and Boots, <br />Just signs of a Cowboy, <br />That are UN-disturbed...<br /><br />Carmen Strawn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cowboys-2/
