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Ode to an Impetuous Youth
He was an impetuous youth in the wrong year born.
Where others saw books and boards from a desk,
He saw
An open plain from his
saddle on a horse.
Feet made for boots,
Hands made for ropes.
In a different time, another place, my brother
Would have been a cowboy.
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The bold underlined words are prompts from Delores who gifted us with enigmatic phrases that fit well with my thoughts and mood.
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Your love for your brother comes through beautifully in this post.
ReplyDeleteI love him, and he drove me absolutely crazy.
DeleteYour brother sounds a bit like the adventurous Little Joe from Bonanza. You really captured his spirit in this wonderful poem. Great photo too!
DeleteJulie
Come to think of it, Little Joe is almost perfect for Bill. Thanks!
DeleteWhat a beautiful tribute to your brother :)
ReplyDeleteHow I miss him...
DeleteGreat tribute indeed, a cowboy in the wild west would be interesting
ReplyDeleteBill even had the "cowboy gun" and holster.
DeleteNice job with the phrases and lovely sentiments about your brother.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Delores. 'Impetuous' defined Bill so well.
DeleteHe would have been a cowboy, that's so clear from your loving words.
ReplyDeleteBill loved Sonny, a 2 year old quarter horse which only he and Dad could safely ride.
DeleteIf dreaming made it true, I would be a cowboy.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful tribute to your brother.
As an adult, Bill always had a horse or two and a dog.
DeleteThis is an amazing tribute. Thank you for this.
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Bill would have loved all this, he would have laughed and made a joke, and "awww-shucks, Ma'am".
DeleteNicely done Susan. I've been thinking on this prompt and have come up with nothing.
ReplyDeleteBill was the epitome of "impetuous".
DeleteWhat wonderful thoughts about your brother. I take it he liked to horse around a lot. For some people, that is just ideal.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and Bear hugs!
Good play on words, Rob! Bill did, in fact, like to "horse around" a lot. Women and children tended to gravitate to him.
DeleteYou can tell a lot by the way creatures respond to human beings. Awesome tribute Susan.
ReplyDeleteBill had a big silver German shepherd who never left his side when Bill was home. "Max" didn't care much for the rest of the family, tho we tried to connect.
DeleteWhat a sweet tribute! An excellent poem, and the photo at the end is perfect.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Karen! Bill always headed straight for the barn lot as soon as he got off the school bus. Once he laid his English lit. book on a fence post, forgot about it for about 10 min. When he went to retrieve it, Sonny had take a big chomp out of it.
DeleteThis will always be how I remember Bill.
It's nice to find your passion so young. :)
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