Cowboys Poem by William Breland

theres a full moon out thare, and the air is so crisp, through the tall trees, yall can here the wind whisp. up a risin, a storm is coming in, i'm comin back from somewhere, that i should've never been. i went to the village, to buy me supplies, when i turned around, there stood a surprise. she was tall yet slender, her hair was like silk, her skin was so soft, an creamy like milk. her eyes stung me, just like a bee, ma knees started shakin, because ma spirit was breakin free. i said to her, howdy do there dear, she smiled and winked at me, and started movin near. she said are you fer real, or is you a toy, well i slipped out ma guns, and said i'm a dang cowboy. this here's ma horse, me an him is pals, we jus came ta town, a lookin fer some gals. she said excuse me, with a tainted grin, yall came to the wrong town, a lookin fer some sin. cowboys...