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    Badland Trails

    By Richard Mousseau

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    BADLAND TRAILS

    My pony’s bridle lays across a hay bail.
    A black saddle straddles a fence post rail.
    From blurry eyes a tear drop may fall.
    Ghostly apparitions of a memory to recall.

    In days of youth mounting from fence rails,
    rider on pony would wander endless trails.
    My mount would forever faithfully guide,
    when crossing haunted badlands at a stride.

    Quotes;
    I am delighted by the romanticism of the poetry, making light of the hardships.
    I want to be a cowboy and live in the romantic era of open trails and endless plains.
    The cowboy life is humorous when looked at by Mr. Cheeks-Too-Soft.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMoose Hide Books imprint of Moose Enterprise Publishing
    Release dateFeb 6, 2017
    ISBN9781927393239
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