Cowgirl Serenade

A serenade

Of loose braids

Fast horses

And heart break

A sorrel’s mane

Tangled in dull ache

From the prairie’s wounds

And sin’s weight

An endless hunger

A soul’s wonder

For the earth’s majesty

For the Creator above her

She rides into battle

In a sweat-soaked saddle

A sword of conviction

For God, family, country, and cattle

Battered and bruised

Redeemed and renewed

She prays to be sent

For God to build and to use.


-PR