Ode to my Heros
I'd like to tell you a story
Of those days a way back "when".
Sky King and My Fried Flicka
Seemed to be our closest friends.
Saturday mornings we would ride
Down the lane or up in the sky.
Watching Roy Rogers with Trigger,
We knew he was on our side.
Annie Oakley was a girl, it's true,
But that never stopped her none.
Up to the Sheriff she would ride
To be "her" could be so much fun!
The story here I am telling is
That watching T.V. was fun,
But We'd all go outside in the afternoons,
Playing "Cowboys" in the sun!
We used our imaginations well,
Knowing rope could a corral bring.
Or our little toy trucks in the gravel
Could make our little hearts sing.
Now you have shared my story,
And the telling is now done.
I hope the child inside you
has found a little more fun!
