©2015 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
Where life is simple, rough and clear,
Where everything I value
Is in my horse, this land, my gear.
O let my eyes meander
Over the waving seas of grass
To the mountains and the snow
That fills up in the skyward pass.
When my boots are in the stirrups
And my old saddle leather creaks,
My heart is soaring upward<a
To the foothills and the peaks.
There is no time to spend
Regretting things unsaid or done
While bald eagles catch my eye
Circling lazily in the sun.
At night the Milky Way is broad
And I am happily in rhythm
With the mighty plans of God
And my thoughts of cowboy heaven.