IN TEXAS

About the Book

When I was a boy my greatest joy Was a trip to the stables and corral To saddle up that little bay pony That felt so much like my pal He would nose around my pockets To see if I brought him a treat Then I would comb his mane and brush his tail And clean the dirt from his feet I would mount up and put him in a gallop His pleasure he could not hide He would bow his neck and prance like a steed To show his equine pride I felt like he was happy to carry me While he ran in the wind and the sun He would get a bucket of oats and a rub down After an hour of fun The smell of horses still gives me a thrill That has not changed in forty years They are truly God’s most beautiful creatures And they talk to me with their ears.

About the Author

Ray A. Twist left poems on the table for his grandchildren to read before he left each morning to work his cattle, on his lease. The poems in his book reveal life in Texas. The poetry of Ray A. Twist also paints us a picture of his cowboy life in Texas for forty years.