I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The Cowgirl......

She's strong willed and independent.
She's as beautiful inside as she is outside.
She'll never take no for an answer;
And when she's told she can't do it,
Because she is a girl,
She'll prove you wrong every time.
She loves the thrill of the ride,
And the romance of adventure.
She's you and she's me,
But most of all....
She's just.... a cowgirl.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.