The Apology, The poem came in rhymes so I left it that way. Options

[vessq]

THE APOLOGY

Did you ever step across a horse
In the chill before the dawn
And leave a woman wondering
How long you would be gone?

She'd know you were home
When she heard you at the door
You'd never even say
What pasture you were headed for.

Never thought that she might worry
When you stayed out way late
Maybe lay awake and listen hard
Trying to hear you at the gate

Did she think you might be laying hurt
From a cow wreck or a fall
And wonder where to go and look
Or which neighbor she should call?

You are gray as granite now and careful
No careless cowboy any more
And decide to ask forgiveness
For all the worry you caused her

Through a puzzled laugh, you hear her say
I slept right through the goofy things you'd do
Because when we both were twenty
I was immortal, just like you.

[vessq]

Hello Peterpan,

Thanks for the comment. I did and do live in a sort of different place and in a culture different than most people.

It is often said that the ways of the cowboy in the American West and the Drovers of Australia are all gone.

I have a friend who insists there are still plenty of cowboys and drovers around. You just can't see them from the road.

Vess