My horse has broken his front leg;
he stepped into a hole.
Some badger made it, sure enough,
back there behind the knoll.
There's nuthin' can be done fer him;
I'll have to put ‘im down
and hike ten miles back to the ranch
or thirteen miles to town.
I hear coyotes howlin' now,
but they don't bother me;
I've got my six-gun on my hip,
that I can guarantee.
There's cactus I can cut to get
some water fit to drink.
I'll set out now, and I'll be there
much quicker than you think!
Nice poem; Gorgeous picture, Saguaros in Arizona, beauty beyond words.
Date & Time: 8/8/2020 1: 33: 00 PM Remove this comment Poem: 58929107 - Sunset On The Desert Member: Leeann Azzopardi Comment: Cowboy, you are the truest form of yr profession Bravo! Bravo! Thank you, Lovely LeeAnn!
Cowboy, you are the truest form of yr profession Bravo! Bravo!
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An optimistic outlook on a situation that for some might be scary! Sorry about your hoss, pardner.