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Caldwells Trail

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Caldwells Trail

"Time to go, I'll see you folks"
A wave and he was gone
just like every year before
he never lingered on
Always got right to the point
(no beating around the bush)
Questions answered, terse, direct
but never in a rush
They met him sixteen years ago
While hiking Caldwells Trail
no backpack, tent or dirty boots
And clean down to each nail
You had to like him right away
his warmth would sink right in
He left you feeling good inside
Like knowing you could win
Every June, like clockwork
with jacket in his hand
You'd meet him coming up the trail
He'd wave, or shake your hand
He really "brightened up your day"
As though he brought the sun
Vacations seemed so far apart
He added that much fun
Then one June, he didn't show
The trail seemed almost sad
Vacation over, headed home
Really (kind of glad)
Late-night News in mid July
A "tribute to a man"
One-Hundredth Anniversary
To a Pioneer named "Dan"
Seemed this guy was special
That he'd blazed a mountain trail
Saved lots of folks in winter storms
He also brought the mail
They showed his only photograph
Taken Eighteen-fifty-two
Dan Cauldwells grin, as real as life
Just like it was each June.....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 8/11/2017 7:38:00 AM
Wow Pete, this is a very interesting poem to read. Thanks for sharing :)
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Date: 8/10/2017 10:06:00 PM
I really enjoyed reading that! Great poem!
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