09/01/2012 - The cherub approached the throne of the Lord
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his wings were all aflutter
"I want to see the West, my Lord"
his voice began to stutter
The Lord smiled at the upturned face
understanding in His eyes
the tiny cherub longed to see
mountains and blue skies
The cherub flew to earth that day
with excitement and with glee
he saw the elk and moose and antelope
sagebrush and cottonwood trees
He saw a lonesome cowboy
wood stake in his hand
a roll of barbed wire near him
mending fences on his land
The cherub asked the cowboy
"What is your labor worth?"
The cowboy frowned and wiped his brow
"My wife is giving birth."
"A legacy to leave my sons
and my daughters too."
The cherub looked down at the cowboys hands
his callouses weren't new
The cherub raced back to heaven
anxious to see the Lord
He approached the throne room out of breath
stopping a heavenly chord
The Lord smiled at the tiny face
understanding in his eyes
The cherub had seen the cowboys grace
rugged mountains and blue skies