The Cowboy

Down at the corner
Standing near the street
A cowboy lights his cigarette
With his hound at his feet

He is waiting for the bus to come
He has been there a while
I walk over to him
He greets me with a smile

I said sir, How have you been
He said, Let me tell you sir
I've been in the prairies
Tending cattle and the herds

Not a day or nights gone by
That I haven't thought of her
Today she will be on that bus
Today I'll be hers

I tended cattle
I sang them all to sleep
But beneath the stars each night
She was always in my dreams

Today she comes to me
And I'll make real my dreams
Then the bus pulled up and it stopped
In front of him and me

A girl steps out and I say
She is a pretty thing at that
He walks over to her
He removes his hat

He says, I've been in the prairies
Tending cattle in the fields
I have faced the weather
I chased them in the hills

Not a day or nights gone by
That you weren't on my mind
If you choose to put on this ring
Forever you'll be mine

She puts her arms around him
Her eyes open wide
She said, I do love you
As the tears fell from her eyes

They then walked away
Being followed by that hound
But I remember well that day
For his words still hang around

I've been in the prairies
Tending cattle and the herds
Everynight they were sang to sleep
But he always thought of her.

by Bill Simmons

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This work is featured by the Cowboy poet
that poem touched my heart.