Originally I wanted to do a "
Baxter Black" themed post for Mike, but had to wait for permission to use one of his poems, I received that permission yesterday, and offer it here today.
I KNOW YOU’LL MISS THIS MAN
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The Lord spoke to the heavy hearts that stood with hats in hand[/FONT]
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"Your sadness pains me deeply and I know you'll miss this man[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]But, it's true what you've been hearing, Heaven is a real place.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]That's no small consolation. You should use that fact to face[/FONT]
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The emptiness his parting left that seeps into your bones[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]And draw on it to ease your pain. For he is not alone.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]You see, all his friends are up here and all his loved ones, too,[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]'Cause it wouldn't be a heaven without each one of you.[/FONT]
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And heaven for a cowboy is just what you might expect,[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]It's horses that need tunin' up and heifers that need checked.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]It's long rides with a purpose and a code that lights the way[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]And a satisfying reason to get up every day.[/FONT]
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It's the ranch he's always dreamed of and never knew he'd find[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]And if you think about it, you can see it in your mind.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]Him, leanin' in the saddle with his ol' hat on his head,[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]Contentment set upon his face like blankets on a bed.[/FONT]
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The leather creaks a little as he shifts there in the seat.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]The bit chains give a jingle when his pony switches feet.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]And you somehow get the feelin' that he's sittin' on a throne[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]A'gazin' out on paradise just like it was his own.[/FONT]
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I can promise you he's happy, though I know you can't pretend[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]You're glad he made the journey. It's too hard to comprehend.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]The earthly way you look at things can never satisfy[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]Your lack of understanding for the answer to the 'Why?'[/FONT]
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So, I offer this small comfort to put your grief to rest,[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]I only take the top hands 'cause my crew's the very best.[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]And I know it might seem selfish to friends and next of kin[/FONT]
[FONT=Times, Times New Roman]But I needed one more cowboy and Mike [FONT=Times, Times New Roman]will [/FONT][FONT=Times, Times New Roman]fit right in."[/FONT][/FONT]
Source:
Coyote Cowboy Company
Written by: Baxter Black www.baxterblack.com, and used with the authors permission.
Permission was also given to use “Mike” instead of the original name "Billy" in the last line of the poem.
Mike, May you have blue skies and happy trails.....
Steve