When I Look At You

Growing up in west texas
where you can see
for miles and miles
where people still wave
and smile

practicing ropeing
on that wooden steer
those memories
I will always hold dear

cotton fields
with bowls of white
stars filled
that west texas
sky at night

theres not much
that can surpass
the smell of alphalpha
and
prarie grass

cattle
horses
and bails of hay to

I think of those days

when I look at you

field lark and quail
sing their song
I could listen to them
all day long

red tail hawk
soaring high above
I can hear the cew
of a morning dove

the sound
of a squeeky old windmill
when I think of those days
I can hear it still

use to go swimming
in an old water tank
when i look at you
it makes me think

of those west texas days
long go

these
are some of the things
I want you to know

after a long day of hoeing johnson grass
grandma
would bring to us a cold glass
of homeade ice tea

can..t you see
what those memories
mean to me

after supper
just before it got dark

while sittin
on the front porch
grandpa would remark

thats his favoroite
time of the day
and in the background
I could hear
grandma say


come inside
it..s gettin
to dark to play

you still
may not have a clue
I think of those days

when I look at you

Howard C Holbert