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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, March 21, 2008

Freebird


You wonder why,
Why I left you alone.
But maybe this freebird prefers the sky
To feeling your heart of stone.
What you don't know is,
I've sat down to ponder
Why I felt nothing in your kiss.
I'm gone now, and to the west is where I want to wander,
Alone.

My freedom is calling,
My heart is set,
From now on, I won't do the falling.
Love was never a sure bet,
But to love is to live.
I need to find my heart
Before it is mine to give.
With you, I can not restart,
Too many memories, too much love,
I guess you'll be there, out in the distance, waiting,
But this freebird needs an eagle to love, not a faithful dove.

I need someone strong, able to be free.
Never fearing to fly.
Out in the distance, it's him that I see.
Right now I'm grounded and I need to cry,
But this freebird needs freedom and the night sky.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Elegy for Kevin


He saw a girl, and her dream,
That she and her horse were a team.
Through the years support was given,
In hard times, good and even when bedridden.
"Come on Rob!" he used to say,
That advice I still use, on the Championship way।

I saw a man, this girl's greatest fan.
Paint horses, coffee and the outdoors were all loved.
Roping and team penning were his activities.
Remember, loved ones, we still carry Life's responsibilities.
Onward we must ride, still, cry those tears that need be cried।

He was and still is beloved.
Remember what is worth remembering,
Ride like you've never fallen,
And love like there's tomorrow.
Cowboy advice, he would give us,
And when we reach the trail beyond that sunset...
He'll be waiting for you and for me.
Kevin, your spurs will forever hang,
your buckles on display,
You've lived the cowboy way.
Good ride cowboy!
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The horse world has lost a great man on Saturday. Kevin Brady was a family friend and long time supporter of me. He enjoyed rodeos, team pennings and ropings. He had a passion for paint horses. Kevin was both a gentleman and a cowboy, he will be missed by those who knew him.