Lonesome Trail Poem by Cowboy Ron Williams
Lonesome Trail
I'm riding now a lonesome trail;
most of my pards are gone.
Will I live on for months or years,
or die before the dawn?
We never know just how much time
we have until the end,
so be the best that you can be,
and don't give up, my friend.
Those little tykes look up to you;
You mustn't let them down.
Upon your face, present a smile;
don't let them see a frown.
My body hurts; it's all worn out,
and it's no longer whole,
but could you see inside of me,
still happy is my soul.
I love this poem, Cowboy! Why have I never noticed it before? I am adding it to my favorites list!
Date & Time: 8/20/2020 4: 02: 00 AM Remove this comment Poem: 58954591 - Lonesome Trail Member: Darwin Henry Beuning Comment: Ron, a grand poem! ! To my Poem List. Hank, thank you so much!
Thank you, Hank! When you first left your comment, I did not have the ability to reply.
A beautiful poem of reflection, optimism, joy, courage, strength and faith. Love the picture, too.
Thank you for commenting, Evelyn! (or is it Judy?) When you first left your comment, I did not have the ability to reply.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/13/2025 1:54:52 PM # 1.0.0
A profound poem-.Let me quote, 'We never know just how much time we have until the end, so be the best that you can be, and don't give up, my friend.'