Poetry While You Wait: National Poetry Month 2016 Page 3
That kid liked cowboyn’, but was there more?
Only time would tell, it’s happened before.
Those silver screen cowboys instilled values
imbedded in life’s avenues.
Did the cowboy dream ever go away?
When the little boy became a man one day?
Life’s twists and turns caused him some strife.
Would he ever get a taste of cowboy life?
Now education was the range that he rode.
The lives he touched learned the cowboy code.
The cowboy dream and values held true
the ones that he taught caught them too.
Those working years flew by and now are gone
but does that cowboy dream live on?
The idols of his past remain eternally
reciting cowboy poetry.
