It’s the first Thursday in February and time for some poetry with Pam and her boys at Two Spoiled Cats.
This photo is our inspiration for this week’s poem:
And here is my poem:
It was the social hub of the wild, wild west
where a cowboy’s courage was put to the test.
The barkeepers were dapper, the furnishings ornate
in this place where men often met their fate.
Then, tempers flared, and guns were drawn;
no good came between dusk and dawn.
To start trouble, one bad guy was all it took.
The locals all knew: they could tell by his look.
That’s when the barkeeper feared for his life,
and prayed he’d make it back home to his wife.
There was a sigh of relief after each quiet night,
when the bar shut down, and they put out the lights.
~These Days Of Mine~