Thursday, May 3, 2012

Cowboy Poetry


The round-ups, the brandings,
   The calvings are done,
As ranchers sell out
   And move on one by one.

We must tell the stories,
   So memories live on,
Past time when the tellers
   Themselves are long gone.
© 2004, Jane Morton




2 comments:

  1. Always like this song... and nobody does it like Willy...

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