On boots they jingle, western wear for the cowboy,

Listen for them as they approach, they have a sound..

Spurs that spin, dress up a western look,

Worn by the cowboy, cool as he moves.

On a ranch, somewhere in a western town,

A boot with spurs, clicking as the sun goes down.

Take off your boots and rest for the night,

Jingling, clicking spurs again at morning’s light.

Keith Garrett


2 thoughts on “SPURS

  1. Hello.First your poetry is really great.
    i know maybe you have received more than enough awards. But I have nominated you for the Blogger Recognition Award. You don’t have to accept it. It’s a way to tell you that I love your blog and enjoy reading them.
    Thank you

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