Takes His Rest Comments

I can see this all unfolding out on the desert plain Smoky, and feel the loneliness the man feels palpably. The poem made me think of one of my all time favorite books Lonesome Dove and one of it's main characters Call who had the cowboy ethic and a courage that most ordinary men admire. Excellent poetry.

Sleep comes in a soft silence as at long last he takes his eternal rest. Beautiful lines brought tears to my eyes lovely read well done

This is both an excellent poem, yet very sad. As that time comes for each of us, eventually, some go all too soon, others lingering under the moon....yet, still wondering...and ready.... and keeping their faith so steady...just waiting... Thank you for your poem.

Lovely and poignant story Smoky - guess we all have to take that final rest eventually, as well as the old cowboy.

A fantastic poem, reminds me of the old gun slinger's who can only retire when they die.

Like ghost riders in the sky.A sad demise for another old cowboy. Lightning between his ears, but no thunder- a pregnant thought. I admire your compassionate nature. A great and caring write