Conchos Poems - Poems about Conchos

...There is a group of us that live around the Cul-De-Sac of our neighborhood. Jimmy is ten-years-old, the same age I am. He has a big tall life oak tree in the backyard with a tree-house we use ......

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...Oh, the stirrups sway in the breeze And slick leather shines in the sun, As he slings it on the wood fence With calloused hands of sky dark dun. It’s the saddle of youthful days, The one he ro......

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