355. The Lone Rider Poem by Jaden Knight

Through the peaceful valley the lone rider travels
following the stream as it winds its way
his Winchester in his left hand
gently guiding his brown mare with the other
whistling a jolly tune about his love
while puffing gently on a fine cigar

his mount needs no direction
it's a route she knows very well
no point in rushing and missing the tranquillity
they're in no hurry to get to their destination

The rider hears the call of the buzzards
as they glide calmly over the mountains
his face breaks into a smile
it's about a day's gentle ride to go
before he gets to the town where his beloved lives

There she is eagerly waiting
to embrace him with her loving arms
they will pledge themselves to each other
to be married by the sheriff at midnight
underneath the watching full moon