Take Me Back to the West

by Debra Coppinger Hill

Take me back to the West,
To a time when we did ride,
In perfect syncopation,
Man and horse, side by side.

TTake me back to the West,
To a prairie open and free,
To buffalo, in grass so tall,
It hides them up to their knees.

Take me back to the West,
Let me breathe clean mountain air,
Let me see the azure sky,
As if I'm standing there.

Take me back to the West.
To herds of horses fat and slick,
To rolling seas of blue-stem,
No plow has yet to nick.

Take me back to the West,
Through poetry and song,
Give me that forgotten Stillness,
For which my soul does long.

Take me back to the West,
To that place that holds my heart,
And tell me always, I will stay,
And from it, never part.

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Copyright 1998 by Debra Coppinger Hill
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