blue trucks
busy streets
salad tongs gingerly hand masks
smiles spread up to brown eyes
chocolate & bar soap thrown
into cheerful baskets
cold air
that pretty girl named hana
hello little sis
chairs tied together
mustard string
blurring moments
too short
too short
short drive
short time
too short
miss you already
I am cold
we say goodbye
friends leave friends
hands wave
blurry sadness
mixed with such a feeling
of being blessed
with such friends
dark road stretches far
lights burn eyes
hours of talk
sleepy talk
lines of trucks
steam hitting cold air
early mornings
so many cows
so many trucks
so many horses
so many cowboys
hana & I eat egg burritos
we watch the smokey sun
we watch the cows leave
the trucks driving a w a y
gone
horses run fast
the dust rising
mixing with the smoke
so many bulls
wrecking fences
charging comrades
stressful heart beat
but we succeeded
daddy called it bravery
tired
truck pulls the loading shoot
slowly
and careful
backing up
unhooking
hana is strong
but the trailer bites her
no finger nail
blood
lots
pain. shaking.
I dont like to see her hurt
my eyes cry sympathy
6 hours in the hospital
these things happen to cowgirls
we need pizza. & sleep
the smokey sun is
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k
I
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red colours
but no mountains
they are hiding behind the smoke
they cannot watch
God is holding my heart
telling me it is still beautiful
telling me it will be alright
he has blessed me
with all of this
& with you
I am still carrying that smile you gave me
cold nostalgia..