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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She has felt a rope with a mustang attached, Threw berries into a biscuit batch, The holes she’d patch in clothes and shoes She loves her life and has paid her dues, She has tallied and rallied, opened the gate, Chased and paced and could hardly wait, For true love to come calling and fulfill her life, Yet the blue of her falling and the dreams of a wife Would have to wait until there was more time in the day, For her fate would not dawn on her or come her way Until she gathered her emotions and set them aside, Till she lathered all horses she started to ride, And found out that tough is not all that there is, And what she’s done comes back on her the takes and the give. She has gathered and sorted she’s worked dawn till dark, She’s been lathered and courted, jerked drawn and embarked, Into places with horses she never thought existed, Keeping paces through courses that she has enlisted. She has draped and dallied, taped and cursed, Coped and prodded, roped and worse, She has caught things she didn’t want to and tried to turn loose, Been drug, whipped and burned, yet learned to cook goose. She has folded, molded, tarried to long, Charmed harmed, and done things wrong, Brought laughter where tears stain the face, Taught love, soothed fears, she has attempted grace. She has held many a child, colt and calf, With the hands the size of mans only half, And the calluses that line them may dull the feel, Yet her heart it binds them to a mother so real. She has procrastinated, assassinated, tallied and stewed, Migrated almost been abominated, is liberated and has brewed Over family, friends, dinner and such, All she has, all she wants which isn’t that much. She has cursed God, loves the bible and believes in Amen. If she had her druthers she’d do it over again, And the source of remorse behind her eyes, With all her give up and failures that she tries to disguise, Only haunts the face that in the mirror lies. Wink, Nod and Sigh A.K. Moss It taunts a trace in the lines of grace and gives her knowledge she can now recognize. Then that moment is gone, she fixes her hair, with a hum of a song that gently tickles the air, The wind in her wake is the after math for she has learned to walk another path To keep her life whole , that is imbedded deep within her soul. And with a wink, nod and sigh, She boldly walks by.
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