JAN PRICE
Sydney, Australia
In Their Own Time
The Lord gave us patience in so many ways
and one of those ways was roundin' up strays.
Those who have wandered away from the herd,
the ones non-responsive to nary a word.
For those not content to follow the line,
it'll be their own pace, and in their own time.
You can't make 'em rush or hurry 'em none,
they won't pick up speed if they don't wanna run.
It's useless to try and convince 'em they should,
if they had an inklin' to hotfoot, they would.
So those not content to follow the line,
they'll set their own pace, and in their own time.
Tho' down through the years we've seen ranchin' change,
there's part of the life that remains much the same.
It's tryin' to hasten the pace of the cattle,
but still to this day, it's a futile lost battle.
Coz those not content to follow the line,
will set their own pace, and in their own time.
So pards, let me tell you, there's one thing won't change,
somethin' you'll see every day on the range,
it's the battle of minds between cowhand and beast,
one with little hope, that the man will defeat.
For some cows aren't content to follow the line,
they'll set their own pace, and in their own time.© 2007, Jan Price
This poem may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.
This poem was inspired by our 2007 Cowboy Poetry Week Art Spur Project
Read Jan Price's
A Cowboy's Guiding Star posted with 2007 Christmas Art Spur poems
and
A Moment's Grace in our Art Spur project
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