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Waitin’ for Daddy

Waitin’ for Daddy

ON THE EDGE OF COMMON SENSE

Baxter Black

Baxter Black

"Mama, when's Daddy comin' home? Is it time to worry yet?"

"By supper, darlin'. Eat your Cheerios."

 -He rode out this morning early. Like he does six days a week

- I always make him tell me where he goes

- 'Specially when I know he's headed over on the canyon side

- At least I know I'll have a place to start

- So in case he doesn't come back I can hunt for him myself

- Or go for help if I get faint of heart

***

"Run and git your schoolbooks, kiddos! And be sure to wash yer hands."

"Aw Mama, do we have to school today?"

- If it wasn't for home schooling I might lose what mind I've got

- It helps to pass the daylight time away

- And I know I shouldn't worry but I worry anyway

- Who wouldn't, if they were in my shoes

- I've been up those rocky canyons and I've seen those snaky trails

- I know how quick a horse can blow a fuse

***

"Mama, Cody said a swear word." "I did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!

I only said Ring went to the commode."

- Oh, thank God I've got these children just to keep me occupied

- But still I'm always lookin' down the road

 - All afternoon I've watched the sky. It's like I'm playin' poker

- You don't know how I fear an angry cloud

- And the wind gives me the shivers. Never lets me drop my guard.

- Nothin' like it whispers quite so loud

***

"Mama, when's Daddy comin' home? Shouldn't he be home by now?

We wanna ride before it gets too dark."

- And the hardest time for me I guess is now 'til 6 o'clock

- I'm nervous 'til I hear the home dogs bark

- But the kids are my salvation. 'Course, they wanna be like Dad

- He saddles up their horse and lets 'em go

- And I stand here by the window thinkin' 'here we go again'

- But they're cowboyin', the only life they know

***

"Mama, look! Oh, here comes Daddy. That's him trottin' up the road.

He's wavin', now he's comin' through the gate."

- "See, I told you kids be patient, not to get your dander up ..."

- And learn to wait, and wait and wait and wait.

Baxter Black is a cowboy poet, ex-veterinarian and sorry team roper, who now lives in Arizona and travels the country, tormenting cowboys instead of cows.

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Baxter Black is a cowboy poet, ex-veterinarian and sorry team roper, who now lives in Arizona and travels the country, tormenting cowboys instead of cows.

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