Weaned a top the withers
Of his Mama’s favorite mare,
Cried salty tears...
Until the ride won out.

Schooled deep in the saddle
On a Two Eyed colt of Dads,
Both teachers echoed
Clear what life’s about.

Revel in the journey
Ride hard...forget the end.
Life ain’t ‘bout the dyin’,
It’s the gettin’ there my friend.

Tested ‘long side punchers
Whose worth looms not on paper,
But is written in the
Grasses where they ride.

Graduate of hard work,
Carving character with sweat,
Now one of them,
His tutoring has died.

Revel in the journey
Ride hard...forget the end.
Life ain’t ‘bout the dyin’,
It’s the gettin’ there my friend.