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Bob’s Girl

By Ann Applegarth, Roswell , NM

 

August 2012 issue

 

Sissie Jones was born on the back of a horse,

her daddy would always say.

But if truth were told, she was three days old

the first time they trotted away.

 

Bob doted on his sweet little blue-eyed girl,

and he called her his sugarplum-pie

and rode with her in front of him in the saddle

underneath the blue New Mexico sky.

 

They’d ride every morning to check on the fence

and the cows in the upper pasture.

By the time she was six, she was riding behind

and begging, “Daddy, let’s go faster!”

 

When the day finally came for her to start to school,

Bob felt quite a little bit sad,

but he busted his buttons when she earned straight A’s,

and his “lonely” changed into “glad.”

 

It’s been five decades now since Sissie was born,

and things have changed quite a bit.

Now she’s running the ranch with smarts and skill,

while Bob prefers mostly to sit.

 

But every evening when the sun starts to set

the scene on the porch is the same:

old stove-up Bob and his blue-eyed girl

who now goes by a different name.

 

“Well, Boss,” says Bob as she plops down beside him

to enjoy the evening air,

“looks like things on our ranch are goin’ just fine,

and you’re lookin’ right pretty, I’ll swear.

Yep, I figured out on the day you were born

that you might make me a hand,

but it tickles me pink that you turned out to be

the savviest rancher in the land.”

 

Then Sissie grins big and pats her dad’s shoulder

as she props up her legs for a rest.

“Piece of cake,” she says. “Learning’s easy, Dad,

when your teacher’s the absolute best.”

 

 

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