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Great Hunters My Ancestors

My ancestors have heard of the distance of running hooves the hunters followed them through wintry snow and all would proof They were great hunters through all the meadows of wintry limbs the deep snow captured many frantic pilgrims these unwanted destitute men. Have seen their breath within the freezing air My ancestors could feel the sense of many wild spirits within The mountainous coldness lair.

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Date: 4/22/2020 8:42:00 AM
Wonderful penning. Welcome to the Soup Theresa! xomo
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Theresa M. Cash
Date: 4/26/2020 2:40:00 AM
Thank you Maureen for stopping by and leaving a comment on this penned poem of mine.
Date: 4/2/2020 8:06:00 AM
I echo Mark's comments, Miss Theresa! Well written homage to your heritage! Love and happy days from your new friend Happy Jack XOX
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Theresa M. Cash
Date: 4/2/2020 2:28:00 PM
You are so kind with your beauty of a comment on this penned poem of mine. Sending you lots of hugs from Western Canada Happy Jack XOX
Date: 4/1/2020 9:16:00 PM
I like your tribute to the Native Americans. Well written!
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Theresa M. Cash
Date: 4/2/2020 2:58:00 AM
Thank you so much Mark for your comment to this tribute to Native Americans. I am part Native American, on my dads side. I especially love everything about the great outdoors. Will stop by to read some of your work.

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