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I SAW HIM CHECK MY CINCH

In the half-light, in the barn this mornin’

As I sat sippin’ coffee on the bench,

He didn’t think I noticed

But I saw him check my cinch.

He doesn’t want to hurt my feelin’s

Doesn’t want to overstep.

He’s just searchin’ for the balance

Between worry ‘n respect.

We both are facin’ changes.

But neither has a clue

‘Bout how to make this thing play out

How to know just what to do.

But, I know it’s my turn again

To feel what Dad ‘n Grandad did

When each of them first realized

That they had raised a kid

That somehow had made the leap

From Waddie to Top Hand,

‘N they had done some changin’ too

From Boss to an Old Man.

See, he has done what I once did

‘N Dad ‘n Grandad too.

Chose a path to this way of life

That doesn’t run straight ‘n true.

He went off to school, ‘n worked in town,

Then traveled ‘round the world.

He’s seen how others work ‘n live

‘N he gave it all a whirl.

But now he’s back where he grew up

‘N, Lord, he brings so much to the table.

‘N every day it becomes more than clear

That he is so more than able.

But I ain’t ready to just step aside

I’ve still got more to give.

But I also know I can’t forget

This is the life I hoped he’d live.

So now we’re workin’ side by side,

‘N every day we learn

Somethin’ new about each other

‘N that now it’s just our turn

To figure out what comes next

To both do the best we can

To treasure bein’ Dad ‘n Son

While talkin’ Man to Man.

So now, I ride out with my son most mornin’s

Sometimes, he’s ridin’ Daddy’s Capriolla kack

‘N now he’s wearin’ Grandad’s workin’ spurs

Damn, I’m glad to have him back.

G.D.Robertson 4/14/2012

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