He wanted to ride off into the sunset
like Hopalong Cassidy always did,
And he had promised himself
that he would retire someday to Savannah
and riding off into the sunset
Led into the mountains
and mountains grow cold in winter
and he feared he may die alone
In a Appalachian winter
and strangers would bury him
in cold, clammy ground,
So he grew old from indecision,
never became a hero,
or retired and moved to Savannah.
1-29-22
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