Ode To Ian Tyson

Only the wind
is forever
Only a mountain
at dawn
Only the West
is my lover
Only to her
 I belong

Every time
  I leave her
The trail back 
 stays open unclaimed
A voice in the canyon
still calling
O’er the river that christened
— my name


(13thAnnual National Cowboy Poetry Gathering: January, 1997) 
Elko Nevada- 2 Guitars A Mandolin & Fiddle
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