Yesterday's Cowboy Trails Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slowly trotting down dusty cowboy trails of yesterday, re-
membering saguaros when they were younger and smaller, now
they have grown so much taller and greener.

Watching landmarks that have been overgrown by bushes and
collected tumbleweeds within their branches, mesquite and
Palo Verde trees spreading their wing-like branches.

Looking like beautiful hands of God over this Arizona
desert, being overcome with emotion, remembering those
younger days with joy and passion.

Living life fully no matter how poor we were, because we
had beauty from God's nature to play outside year round
together.