As the orange sun sets here on the range
I’m a fixin’ now to pause and pray;
Thanks Lord for all my healthy cattle
—And the chance to ride another day.
Thanks for all those big old Texas Stars
That paint bright the darkest night–
It’s just like sleepin’ in downtown Dallas
With your Big Dipper here shining bright.
I pray dear God for Peace on Earth
And for all my doggone friends and kin;
Well, gutter my buff and call me a biscuit
You can see what a mess this world’s in!
And mere handshakes don’t mean a thing;
We still know the Eyes of Texas are on us
But we need Your eyes divine help to bring.
Lord, I only ask one whoppin/ big favor of you
(The main one I’ve asked you since birth)
Please Save me a saddle over yonder in Heaven
–So I can still round-up my cattle on earth!
2012 by Douglas Raymond Rose
Member Academy of American Poets
Member Texas State Historical Society