In to town he rode......
Upon a white horse
no night in shinning armour
no cowboy just off a dusty trail
But just a normal man
with normal feelings
getting down off his horse
he may shoot ya a smile
or even a howdy
but look out if he is pouty
you see he keeps it all in
for none to be seen
but once in a while
enough is enough
so into town he comes
black jeans n boots
no cowboy hat
but a smile that could reach for miles
clear off that bar stool
he needs a seat
for the weight of all he bares
has taken it tole
just about to leave him beat
but before you know it
up he will be
riding off with the wind
looking back
long enough to give you
that shit eatin grin
as if to say
Nothing can put out this fire!
I LOVE IT, LOL but then I’m besotted with a man just like the one you describe LOL…no really it’s a fantastic poem.
Gen