Psst! I am a Cowgirl.

You sent
me a cowgirl
hat in the mail.
You said you
wanted to make
sure I had a
hat for
my riding lessons.
I put the hat on.
I felt like a cowgirl.
I walked through
the house with
my hat on.
I felt strong.
Hopeful.
I needed country
music.
I put on Keith Urban
and danced around
in my hat.
I should dance,
I am a cowgirl.
A knock on my
door.
I turn down the music.
I open the door
and a man wanting to
do yard work is standing
in front of me.
He needs work.
I am still wearing
my hat.
I reply to him,
I just rent here,
I am sorry. you need
to talk to the landlord.
Here is his number.
Of course, I just
rent I think to myself.
I am a cowgirl,
who knows where
I will roam.
I crank the music
and start to dance.
whooooot!