Just an Old Cowboy ragged and worn
stains on his shirt with jeans thin and torn.
but none of this fooled me
cause he’d tamed these wild hills,
and no man could make it
to his age in these parts.
Without being rugged and unless he was smart.
I entered the cabin and was looking around
when he signaled me over, to come sit down.
He rubbed the fingers of misshapen hands
as rough and gnarled as the lay of the land.
He gazed out the window and started to speak
as he started to going back in time.
He spoke of his horses and then of his wife
reminiscing bout good times he’d had.
He told of their hardship, trouble and strife
that was all a part of the Cowboy life.
Then he spoke of his family
who’d brought him such joy
his beautiful daughters, the birth of their boy.
His eyes teared up and he turned away
saying; ’Loosing my wife,
took the best part of me, that day.’
Well I lost my Old Cowboy in his 86th year.
I still have his picture, and even now I can hear
his gravely voice, see those twinkling eyes.
I still visit his mountain,
cause that’s where he lies. Hansi Riley
Long ago as I would ride
through mountains and the glen
he would ride beside me
keeping me company,
my old friend.
Through bad times and the good ones
he’d join me on the trail.
He must have sensed my loneliness
cause he’d show up,
just about then.
I’d see him in the distance
and his smile would soon ensue.
Though he never hugged or touched me
that he cared
I always knew.
His words were spoken softly
to each one, I listened well.
About his wild adventures,
such great stories he would tell.
But sadly, as the years went by
I’d see him less and less.
His absence brought me sadness
though I figured he knew best.
Many years had passed on by,
when in my mind he reappeared.
In a time of stress and darkness
his words, they reassured
and I found myself remembering
the lonely girl I used to be
and how much joy and pleasure
his company brought to me.
Then, the thought occurred,
that I was finished being alone.
For now, he had returned…
I must have called him home.
This was about my old friend “the cowboy” in my other poem, I hope you enjoy them. (=