From Mom

You’re not lost; you haven’t lost me,
Just follow my tracks, try and keep up.
“Don’t waste time” doesn’t just mean hurry,
But live in front of a cloud of dust.

You’re not lost, you’re right behind me,
When this road forks take either way,
No matter what I know you’ll find me,
I won’t give up, I can wait all day.

I’m not lost, I’ve just found water
Past that ridge, or maybe one more,
So gather the herd and bring them on over,
I can’t wait to see them, know that for sure.

You’re not lost even at the darkest,
Banjo or Ace, the horse knows the way.
You won’t get nowhere if you quit riding,
So stay in the saddle and let go the reins.