Bryce Angell is a cowboy poet. Angell grew up on a farm/ranch in the St. Anthony, Idaho area with about 75 head of horses. Horses remain an important part of Angell’s life. Angell shares her poetry with Cache Valley Daily every Friday.
I would like to tell you about the five-foot-three man. My eyes have seen it
ten feet high. He meant the world to me.
Last week, this brave man passed away. Our family called him dad. Sure
we will miss him. It’s the only one we had.
My father taught me right from wrong. Not the spitting word. I have learned
of his example which was clear and never hazy.
He told me once. I will not forget. He said, “Always trust your instincts. And if it doesn’t feel
right out before you get stuck.
My dad had the weird saying, “Keep it on the road. That’s how he said
bye. Did he mean stay in safe mode?
He never slept much after daylight. He would get that into his head. He said, “I don’t
dare to stay too long. “Because people die in bed.”
He couldn’t understand a man who didn’t want to work. He was proud of his
good work ethic and never thought of backing out.
He took the time to teach and taught me how to stack the hay. And build a fence
and straighten the nails to use them another day.
My dad had a simple rule, comply, or he’d see red. We would only eat our
breakfast when the animals have been fed.
His love for horses was the trait we shared year after year. He taught me ’bout
the pack horse how to load all the equipment.
We packed into Yellowstone. Each horse was loaded with food and
clothes and probably even granny’s old nightgown.
The nights were cold and freezing but inside the large wall tent, a blazing fire, a terrace
Cards. Best time ever.
My father’s word was golden and a man you could trust. He taught me that a
good human reputation should always be a must.
Some say high in the sky, dad, you won a rocking chair. Your answer
was, “Hell no, I’m going to stretch my legs up there.”
I guess I’m asking again, “Find Stretch and Shortcut please. And get them
ready for a ride, from west to east.
So dad, in time, I’ll see you there by God’s forgiving grace. And then I will give
you a big hug. A well deserved hug.