A cowboy rides in Heaven
Roped by Our Father’s hand
To dwell amid the angels
Within the Promised Land
His hat is now a halo
His boots now touch the clouds
His wit and friendly musings
Now charm angelic crowds
He basks amid the sunlight
Fading into the West
His spirit lies within us –
The lives on earth he blessed
We’ll hold each gentle memory
In our hearts, evermore
Until our Texas cowboy
Greets us at Heaven’s Door
A cowboy rides with Jesus
Our Father called him Home
To rest within His Kingdom –
A wondrous place to roam
We will always remember
With the highest of acclaim
The strength, love and compassion
Of God’s angel, Cowboy James
© 2012 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
This one really encouraged me and reminded me just how personal
our Lord is...God took special care to mention details about
his followers, within His recorded Word the Bible.
I recently said goodbye to my mother as she was carried to
Heaven to be with Jesus. So this poem is both true and comforting.
David Clure
love the flow of the poem.
regards
TeeJay
Thank you for sharing this lovely piece with us here in "The Den."
Continued success-
Barbara J> Henry
lovely tribute
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...Michael
thanks for sharing.
Steve
Hugs my friend!
Teresa
Connie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
Ron
Outstanding tribute to Cowboy James!
Many blessings,
+Linda
Regis