My Country Heart
I am a western gal without a doubt
Though the cowgirl part never worked out
An enigma when two worlds collide
Big city raised but country inside
The horses I’ve ridden number more than a few
Their majestic strength I never outgrew
And when I was thrown I always got back on
If I was still conscious after hitting the ground
I’ve done the state fairs, took a ribbon or two
Believe it or not, been caught in quicksand, too
Spent many an evening rolling in the hay
A Wrangler butt the best reason to play
Though the city has always been my home
My country heart is my incentive to roam
Whether on the freeway or in a mall
I’m planning my escape to be with y’all
Since I know you soooooo well, this poem reminded me of many of your escapades, and made me laugh. I'm still laughing at what you wrote.
God bless you. I love you. Kathy
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
You can take the girl out of the country, but not the country out of the girl. :) Thank God!!
Fee
Enjoy your country roots and be proud of them; I'm proud of mine.
Nice poem!
Jill
He can play......a guitar too.
Georg