CowboyA Poem by Mysty RaynA thank you to a good friend
The crowd moves in Swallowing me whole Pushing Pulling Trampling my soul Panic sets in Suddenly I feel a hand On my shoulder Gentle Calming Inviting I can not see you Through the chaos You kindly grab my hand Leading my through the crowd Clearing Sheltering Protecting me From any harm Once through the crowd I look to see A knight My savior Friend Instead I find a Cowboy -Mysty Rayn © 2008 Mysty RaynFeatured Review
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