I DREAMED I WAS A COWBOY

keithgarrettpoetry

I DREAMED I WAS A COWBOY

Dressed in jeans, a black hat and boots,

On a horse of beautiful color, I rode.

A ranch up high in Colorado, I dreamed,

Working, putting up fences with cowboys.

A long day was a good day for me,

Up in the dark, before the roosters.

Breakfast was early, earn your money,

Sweat and a little fun, working in the sun.

I dreamed I was a cowboy, riding the open land,

The dreaming cowboy, is a hard working man.

Keith Garrett

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Like so many people, I am a paradox. I am a politically conservative vegetarian. I am from a Christian background, and still tend to like those values, but am a metaphysical astrologer trained in science who has an interest in the magic of ancient Egypt and a weird belief that some piece of our essence can live on a server. I live in Texas, but like chatting with my international Wordpress pals the best. I learn by teaching. Technically, I am a "Leo," but I am very, very Aquarian with a dose of Scorpio. I bitterly complain about Algol (and Algol personaliites), yet it is the one star that defines me most (other than Regulus). (Which, oddly, makes me an Algol personality.) I am a reclusive lover of peace and quiet who has the Ascendant in the Via Combusta (the most conflict ridden part of the zodiac). I am an incredibly private person with a blog with over 800 followers and 50 to 150 regular daily visitors. I could go on, but I think you get the picture.

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