sculpture by

Greg Kelsey

He always wore a handkerchief,
A trademark, I guess you'd say,
A cowboy hat and denim vest,
He wore them every day.

 He loved his life out on the ranch,
Where he could ride through cattle.
The life he lived was the life he loved,
And he loved life in the saddle.

 A man who filled our hearts with love,
And put smiles on our faces,
Will ride his horse up in a ranch,
Through God's wide-open spaces.

 His horse is standing saddled,
They will start their ride today,
Off to a ranch he's never been,
A cowboy rides away.

 --October 5, 2004
Bobby John Valdez