Pecos Bill Rides Again
Pecos Bill was long gone.
The wind blew him outta here,
leaving only a ramshackle hovel
as monument to his legend.
The wind’s a mournful wail,
the cry of his bride’s longing.
The Lone Star shines bright in the sky,
marking the land he knew best – Texas.
Shadows draw long across the sagebrush,
sun lights up his home at day’s end,
waiting for his tales to grow tall in the saddle
The photo prompt is courtesy of Madison Woods. Her story can be found here, along with links to all the other Flash Friday Fictioneers.
© Erin Leary