COWBOY POETRY: Seeing is Believing

Bryce Angell is a cowboy poet. Angell was raised on a farm/ranch in the St. Anthony, Idaho area with approximately 75 head of horses. Horses remain an important part of Angell's life. Angell shares his poetry with Cache Valley Daily every Friday.

The corridors were quiet, and the lights were dimly lit. The old cowboy woke up
and said, “I’ll sit here for a bit.”

From his bed he looked up to me. Then said, “Take a load off son. I’m having
trouble sleeping.” It was barely half past one.

I found a chair and sat down by this tough and weathered man. I had some time.
I’d have to say that’s where my night began.

The children sold the ranch and placed him in a nursing home. Their father was
pure cowboy. ‘Twas the only life he’d known.

He said, “I’ve been here long enough. I’m tired and all alone. My Emma’s coming
for me and tonight I’ll be back home.”

He’d been with Emma sixty years. His good and faithful wife. She rarely left his
side and was the purpose of his life.

I recollected Emma passed away a year ago. Since then, he hadn’t been himself;
just couldn’t let her go.

I told him his sweet Emma wasn’t with us anymore. He said it didn’t matter they
would meet at Heaven’s door.

I’d witnessed older patients who had passed away at night. But never had one
tell me that tonight he’d see the light.

I told him, “It’s the doggone morphine muddling up your head.” “My mind has
never been so clear.” Is what the old man said.

He then proceeded telling me, “I see you don’t believe. But seeing is believing so
tonight I’ll take my leave.”

I offered him some water and he pushed my hand away. Did the old cowboy see
Emma? Would this be his final day?

His smile was meant for heaven. Then he said, “I’ll see you son.” I saw him take
his final breath. His life was finally done.

Did Emma come and take him home? I guess I’ll never know. But if dying was
that easy, then I’d choose that way to go.

Though death’s a part of living and I’ve seen too many die, I won’t forget the old
cowboy who knew his time was nigh.

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