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The City Girl

I was a girl that was born and raised in  the city
To my great delight I ended up in the  country

From childhood it had been my hearts desire
To raise cows, horses and  string barbed  wire

Ranches and Farms seemed the most wonderful places
Everywhere you look are wide open spaces

To hear the trees rustling or birds flying low
When I experienced it's magnificence,  I  never wanted to go

Country folks are real and brutally honest
They live by their word, and never break  a promise

The days work, starts early & by 8  you've just begun
By 10, they come in for breakfast/lunch  that will last them till there done

Now today I live that hard simple life  on a farm/ranch outside town
There horses & cows, tractors, &  plows with barbed wire on the ground

As I work out in the garden and I feel a  soft warm breeze
I see what seems like a thousand Egrets  nesting in the trees

The air is filled with magnolia  and orange blossoms
In the garden rows I see tracks left by  coons and Opossums


The country, it's  a good but hard place  to raise  families
Where Wisdom is learned along with common sense and blessed sanity

So much time has passed since I was that  girl, raised in the city
No I'm not the same, life out here has  made me pretty tough & gritty

Is that a complaint?   If I could change things would I choose a different dance?
Well the best way I can say this  is simply,   ...... Not A Chance.

My life has been  good, and I'm right where I should be
Even though my husband's gone, he left  me thousands of memories

Today there are so many people working  on this ranch
Herding cattle to the bottom to graze & drink from the branch

Others have been cutting, and rolling hay out in the fields
Everything Tom planted, is bringing in a  good yield

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In the summer of 2011 Tom Carter raised  more Corn than anyone in four counties during the worst drought in Texas history. In 2012 he took a chance and planted wheat & barley  for the first time ever on this ranch. The first 50 rolls of  barley were rolled today off of a 15 acres test patch. Next week they start cutting the wheat.  This wheat's sale price paid for Tom's Headstone,  I think Tom is smiling. We cared for the barley and Wheat just as He would.



Cowboys & Cowmen

Cowboys  aren't found just at the
rodeo  grounds

To the average man, the cowboy 
astounds


He never explains himself, even to
those  for which he cares

Most times he'd rather be left
alone,  fooling with stock & old mares


You see they understand  each other
with  little conversation

The cowboy turns & locks eye to  eye
with one of God's creations


Sometimes he and a wild bronc
will go  round & round

It's just a matter of time to see
which  on will hit the ground


He will never give up on breaking
& settling  this creature

Many times I've sat and watched 
wondering which one is the teacher


But that's the way of a cowboy,
though I  prefer to call him a cowman

They never give up, even when
they're  bankrupt, their attitude is... I Can.


He can move a mountain!!! Only it is not
a  mountain He  needs to move

So he knell's,  prays and looks to God
and  says  together this field we can improve

I  can work  my  hands and back in this 
field no matter what the pain

So God if You will, Do Your part,  cause we 
really need some rain.


So when the day is finished and I'm 
nursing his cuts,  bruises, and aches,

I say, to want to be cowboys, so you think you want to be
a  Cowman, this & so much more, is what it takes.


There are no vacations and the job is  24/7 
your truck will have dozens of dents

When you finish buying feed, fertilizer, & seed,
your blessed, if you've still got 50 cents

Cowboys!!! The last of a dying breed, They and the cattlemen supply this country      with  Beef, milk, horses and feed.

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Last year Tom was having surgery, As the nurse rolled him off to the operating room. Tom looked at me with that sparkle in his eye & said don't worry I'm coming back, cause it's been fun.
Yes it was. I had him one more year.









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