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It's Journey Done
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It's Journey Done |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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I was sitting here just thinking- “I wonder why I write”? It seems so repetitious- And most of it quite trite. Tales that no one cares for- Of a way of life long past... Perhaps in effort to explain- The mold from which I’m cast. No joy at home when I was young, That’s neither here nor there. My books were my compainions, As I dreamed of maidens fair. I left when I was seventeen- To wear a uniform... I saw the balmy tropic seas- Ere most of you were born. I drifted through the great Southwest With a bedroll and a saddle, My goal was really, see the world- My pastime, punching cattle. I’ve outlived friends and family- My way of life is gone... I’d love to see the Mogollon, By light of early dawn. I’d like to ride the mountain trails, And watch the setting sun- Make it’s bed there in the West, Like me, it’s journey done. |
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azblond Senior Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 637The Steamy Desert |
Yet I've noticed a trend with the setting sun It rises anew each day So with weary bones I ride again Even if words now are my way. I loved it... Let my words fall first upon deaf ears before a closed mind... |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
You sound so much like my Dad.....sorry I don't reply a lot to your work....I do read though....my time has been very short with Moderating in Teen duties  I enjoyed this very much |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Slinger~ '“I wonder why I write”?' Hmmmmmm ... poets have an option ???? Nah ... we just DO IT !  And you'd best keep yours coming ! ! *smiles* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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