The Cowboy Poem by Rahul Aithal

The Cowboy



With the twilight, comes riding, a cowboy,
tough, tanned and whistling with joy,
grazing his cattle, donning a feathered hat,
infectious, buttered smile of a mischievous lad.

He swooshes his lasso to tame the evil,
fluting the organ to charm at will,
He melts the hearts of the young maidens,
He is The Cowboy my soul stations.

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