The Green Cowboy Hat
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
721
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Green Cowboy Hat
THE GREEN COWBOY HAT
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Josh was not a cowboy, but he loved his big brother, Sam, who was one. Every spring, Josh would ride with the other cowboys to round up the cattle. He couldn't ride as well as the others and sometimes he'd fall behind and get lost, so Sam bought him a special hat - A green cowboy hat. This made Josh easier to spot.
Josh loved the hat even though it was a littightight.
He wore it to bed.
His wife was not amused.
This was not a good thing, but it wasn't bad either.
One day, Josh got sick. Real sick. The doctors' told him he had cancer. He'd had the same thing once before when he was a little boy and he thought he would get well with medicine. He took the medicine, but it made him too weak to chase cows. He still wore the green hat, though, when he sat on the fence and watched Sam and the other cowboys round up the herd.
The medicine made Josh's hair fall out.
His hat fit better.
This was a good thing, but it wasn't perfect.
As sometimes happens, the medicine didn't work. The doctors' couldn't think of anything else to do to help Josh's body fight the disease. And Josh was getting very tired of fighting, anyway. He wanted to rest and laugh and remember all the good times in his life. His friends' dropped by to play cards, and he always won. His family came to see him. Sam brought Josh's favorite horse to the house. Some nice nurses made Josh very comfortable in a special bed where he could watch the birds and hear the sound of the wind in the trees.
Josh died early one morning when the dew was on the grass, so you could see his soul's footprints as he left.
His family cried. Sam cried. The other cowboys cried, too.
But Josh wasn't in pain anymore.
This was a good thing, but it was hard to say good-bye.
Time passed, as time does. The green hat sat in a closet, getting dusty. But one day, a little boy named Tucker found it. He put it on and it fit just right. Like it had been made for him. He ran to his Daddy and said,
"Look what I found. Can I have it?" Sam smiled and told him, "It belonged to a special person. He was the best cowboy of all. He wore this green hat so everyone could see him do his job. His name was Josh and he was my brother."
Tucker wore the hat with pride.
He wore it to bed.
His mother was not amused.
But Josh's spirit looked down from above and smiled.
This was a good thing. A very good thing.
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B-D.S.
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Josh was not a cowboy, but he loved his big brother, Sam, who was one. Every spring, Josh would ride with the other cowboys to round up the cattle. He couldn't ride as well as the others and sometimes he'd fall behind and get lost, so Sam bought him a special hat - A green cowboy hat. This made Josh easier to spot.
Josh loved the hat even though it was a littightight.
He wore it to bed.
His wife was not amused.
This was not a good thing, but it wasn't bad either.
One day, Josh got sick. Real sick. The doctors' told him he had cancer. He'd had the same thing once before when he was a little boy and he thought he would get well with medicine. He took the medicine, but it made him too weak to chase cows. He still wore the green hat, though, when he sat on the fence and watched Sam and the other cowboys round up the herd.
The medicine made Josh's hair fall out.
His hat fit better.
This was a good thing, but it wasn't perfect.
As sometimes happens, the medicine didn't work. The doctors' couldn't think of anything else to do to help Josh's body fight the disease. And Josh was getting very tired of fighting, anyway. He wanted to rest and laugh and remember all the good times in his life. His friends' dropped by to play cards, and he always won. His family came to see him. Sam brought Josh's favorite horse to the house. Some nice nurses made Josh very comfortable in a special bed where he could watch the birds and hear the sound of the wind in the trees.
Josh died early one morning when the dew was on the grass, so you could see his soul's footprints as he left.
His family cried. Sam cried. The other cowboys cried, too.
But Josh wasn't in pain anymore.
This was a good thing, but it was hard to say good-bye.
Time passed, as time does. The green hat sat in a closet, getting dusty. But one day, a little boy named Tucker found it. He put it on and it fit just right. Like it had been made for him. He ran to his Daddy and said,
"Look what I found. Can I have it?" Sam smiled and told him, "It belonged to a special person. He was the best cowboy of all. He wore this green hat so everyone could see him do his job. His name was Josh and he was my brother."
Tucker wore the hat with pride.
He wore it to bed.
His mother was not amused.
But Josh's spirit looked down from above and smiled.
This was a good thing. A very good thing.
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B-D.S.