Now a cowboy is a real kind of man,
A dying breed, one who just shouldn’t be caged;
But has to be free.
He lives in the saddle,
And rides for the brand.
He’s what most would call a top hand.
He’s talks about bar fights
And watching cattle on long, cold nights.
He’s talks about his favorite horses,
And all three of his divorces.
He loves horses and puppies and babies,
And the smell of fresh cut hay.
He’s gentle, but tough,
And I hope I get to be a cowboy, someday.
Nick loves all things country, cowboy and farming. Grew up doing a lot of it. Has a love for horses, hard work and right living. I am a new poet, throwing my hat in the ring. Lives in Idaho. Love this stuff.