Deep down, in the DNA, I am weathered; Wind whipped and weather worn, like my saddle. Dry and parched, sun bleached and frost weary, My limbs succumb to the ways of this farm. Heavy loads, hay laden, warming heart beats of newborns in my arms. These arms, these hands, so blistered, Wind whipped and weather … Continue reading Etched In My Bones Is The Life Of A Cowgirl (Poem)
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Fence Post Memoirs Of A Farm Life (Poem)
Old and worn she stands, Wearing old man's beard and spiders. Great protector of the flock, standing guard, drawing lines. Sculpting the contour of our farm. Sturdy and steady she persists, Under harsh winds, battering rains and winter's relentless snow. Ice drips for months on her arms, frozen solid. Stoic is she, unremitting. Her sides, … Continue reading Fence Post Memoirs Of A Farm Life (Poem)
