"winter Strays"
Ride brush,
stray search.
Sit high,
leather perch.
Lasso thrown,
dally wrapped.
Wind howls,
brim flapped.
Chaps warm,
gloved hand.
Twenty years,
ride brand.
Spurs jingle,
double rowel.
Heading home,
round corral.
By Jim "Ish" Fellers
Copyright ©: August 06, 2003
Wednesday @ 1:40 a.m.
Copyright © Jw Fellers | Year Posted 2009
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