The Old-Timer

He showed up in the springtime, when the geese began to honk;
He signed up with the outfit, and we fattened up his bronk;
His chaps were old and tattered, but he never seemed to mind,
‘Cause for worryin’ and frettin’ he had never been designed;
He’s the type of cattle-puncher that has vanished now, of course,
With his hundred-dollar saddle on his twenty-dollar horse.

He never seemed to bother over fortune’s ups and downs,
And he never quit his singin’ when the gang was full of frowns;
He would lose his roundup money in an hour of swift play,
But he never seemed discouraged when he ambled on his way.
He would hit the trail a-singin’, and his smile was out full force,
Though he’d lost his fancy saddle and he didn’t have a horse.

I have wondered where he wanders in these late, degenerate years,
When there are no boundless ranges, and there are no long-horn steers;
But I’ll warrant he is cheerful, though unfriendly is the trail,
And his cigarette is flowing, though his grub supply may fail,
For he had life’s happy secret — he had traced it to the source
In his hundred-dollar saddle on his twenty-dollar horse.

by Arthur Chapman

Comments (13)

Compassion and feelings of the heart are conveyed with great depth. What happened should not have happened. Hope we learn from this and will not let such incident happen again. Thank you.
A nice heart touching write.
Entire episode brought sadness. It was a sad reflection on the working of zoo in Delhi too where no rescue team was visible. The tiger stared the poor chap for 10 minutes and did nothing. Those 10 minutes could have been life saving had the rescuers been there. However, the poem touches the heart more so when the man could have been save. Thanks for sharing. Rated 9
A lovely poem ma'am...it is very touching...this poem feels Iike a direct thought from your heart...I like it a lot.
A very impressive poem that touched the heart.
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