Cougar Tale Poem by Cowboy Ron Williams
Cougar Tale
I crouch beneath a lofty pine,
the meadow in my view.
That cougar pelt will soon be mine;
It's what I have to do.
He killed a calf of ours last week;
I followed him this far,
and we've been playing hide-and-seek;
it's been kind of bizarre.
At last I see him ---- what a shock!
It seems that he's a she!
Behind her follow little cubs;
I see there's two ---- no, three!
I can't make orphans of those cubs;
I'll leave them free to roam.
I grab my rifle and my pack
and start my way back home.
In the end the heart ruled over the mind and your idea to kill and crush vanished. Better sense prevailed over the thought.5****** To my favourite list,
I love the picture pard, and the poem! You did right. I ran into one once years back while prospecting in Arizona, what a sight!
You are definitely a real cowboy--taking care of the feller critters
Sweet! Get the father! ! ! I shall attempt to use this in a short June 2012 'Showcase', to be found in my list of recent poems. bri ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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