Life of a Cowboy
It is a lonely life I wish to escape. I have one chance. I am on this cold hill seeing nothing but ice; It is steep and dark and menacing. I am tired and weak from the days work, but I must push on. If I can only make it over this meek bump in the road; Is what I tell myself as I stare the devil himself in the face and fight for my dream. NO huddle is worth stopping for. she is my everything. she is my sun. she will bring warmth and life if I can just push...push...push...