The Cowboy Way

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Season to Season

  • September 7, 2026

The man puts his hand to the plough, He’ll make a living somehow. His family depends on him, Every season to season. The man puts his...

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  • September 7, 2026

My Bridge by the Ridge Down a dusty road,Where memories still bloom,Stands my bridge by the ridge,In the soft light of afternoon.

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Mother mended us

  • September 6, 2026

We never knew our clothes weren’t new,we thought we were the privileged few. How could we know we didn’t belongin your world? We thought nothing was...

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The shores of Bull Shoals

  • September 6, 2026

Bull Shoals Bull Shoals,On the shoreline of Bull Shoals,Raised the bodies of three small souls.In silence, they’ve rested there,Not to have seen worldly caresThere could have...

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Mamas Smile

  • September 4, 2026

The memory of watching Mama’s mouth turn upwards into a smile,I have kept safe through the years; it’s helped me through life’s miles. Even to this...