my dreams had me be
An ol’ cowboy
footloose and free
A big ol’ hat,
bandana ‘cross my nose
Heavy sheep skin vest
so my tummy wouldn’t froze
Youthful dreams faded away,
a long, 40 odd years ago
Then along comes Covid
and now don’t ya’ know
That while boots are wore out,
rope and spurs long gone
A close up photo looks like,
my child dreams were won
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