Good Times

When all was finally said, and life was marching by. The cowboy raised his head, and with a twinkle in his eye. He recalled the days of youth, The good times and the bad. He had learned some precious truth, from some trials that he'd had. He knew from life's experience, that no matter where we stand. There will be some interference. That's the way that it was planned. The bad things in our past may just out weigh the good. But the good ones sure outlast all the bad that we've withstood. If, at all you doubt this, and you really can't be to sure Then try to think about this: A cowboy's life is full of manure!