Friends are most precious, and I've had a few,
And on this website, it's been mostly fun.
Right now I have some other things to do;
Excuse me now, I'll grab my horse and run.
Will I come back some day? I'll have to see.
Each day I live to me's a precious prize.
Let no one here dare shed a tear for me;
Let all remain with dry and tearless eyes.
May all of you receive the very best;
Your happiness is all that I desire.
Please do your best to always pass the test
And throw your useless cares into the fire.
Loud be your praises to the God above.
So long, my friends; I'll think of you with love.
forgive me, Cowboy, my trails have been very rough and I've lost some of my tough, but I have missed you and many of the other fine poets here, missed you all dearly as well as myself--this site would lose its flavor, its fun, and its savor without you here to ride the trails with
Excellent reply to Bri Edwards. Try to keep doing what you are doing.
I came back to this and read more comments and find why you came crawling back: Susan Williams, horse-lover. ;)
You think Susan is the reason I came back? I love Susan like a sister, but she has forgotten me. I last sent her a message on May 30, to which she has not responded.
turn that horse of yours around right now, my friend, this site will be too lonesome without you---really, who am I going to write my songs to horses for? seriously, this site will be way too lonesome without you
Hi Dear poet, a farewell in inimitable fashion. Loved the mention to passion to poetry and friendship you had enjoyed on PoemHunter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cowboy, if you really are saying goodbye, you have done it in style. This acrostic Shakespearean sonnet is truly a masterpiece. Happy trails, my friend, and five stars to put in your lonely sky!