Reader Story: Cowboy Poetry!

Our first cowboy/cowgirl poetry submission! The author chose to remain anonymous, but the rest of you don't have to be shy. Send us your stories, poems, essays and photos to share with the rest of the Cyber Saddle community!

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When days have us burdoned and heavy

Our time and our money strapped tight

Some look to the skies for the answers

And take wing with the wild birds in flight.

But give me four hooves and a long face

A short, scruffy mane and long ears

Why yes, we move at our own pace

In the mud and the grasses down here.

But who needs wings when the thistles

Are sweet and the clover is green

And the freshest of winds comes and whistles

Along with my donkeys and me.