I’ve many times been asked,
Why might a Kowgirl start to write?
And will that writing last.
I’ve had some time to ponder this
As the years have drifted by,
So if you’ll sit and rest a bit
I’d sorta like to try
When you’ve spent a lifetime pardner
Doing what you love the best
There’s a thing inside you can’t deny
That’s a truth about the West
She wouldn’t trade a single day
For the memories she has stored
The Men She’s known both young and grown
Fill a life with Cowboy-girl lore
She’s ridden herd and mended fences
Cut ‘em out and branded steers
Been wet and dry with grit in eyes
When the trail dust finally cleared
She’s lived outdoors neath starry skies
Round a campfire blazing bright
Sung Cowboy tunes neath a prairie Moon
Seen the face of God at night
She knows her place without a doubt
In the circle we call life
It’s no surprise to reason why
A Kowgirl starts to write
And will it last I’d have to say
Til the Kowgirl life is gone
And even then in the hearts of Men
It’ll always find a home.
Kendra Tyler
July 23, 2013
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