Christmas Thanks
I'm not so much myself lord,
But here is where I belong
My feelings fit the country and
My cowgirl heart beats strong
With thankfulness that your big sky
Can look down from above
Most any day and find me glad
I’m doing what I love;
Just looking after cattle independent as a queen
Admiring the snow in winter, smelling sage
Brush in the spring
Among my many blessings I have enjoy on honest pride
On my own horses for partner every where
I need to ride
I’m thankful that you let me live this wide open land;
To see the rainbow color painted by your hands
My life’s tied up with cattle; Lord a hardly life but free
Where snow means grass next summer and
A woman can plainly see
Your handiwork on every side
My thanks Lord are
For friends, good grass, fat cattle and good
Ranch country year!
Kendra Tyler
December 27, 1996
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