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Read Poems by JW Fellers

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The doors opened wide, A Cowboy tired an’ worn. Tears in his hide, Even his chaps were torn. Walkin’ towards’im, the old Padre heard, He’as mumblin’ a story wild. Sixty moons back he’d lost the herd, How he liked ‘ole Curly cooked mild. Twelve moons back God gave’em gold, Some nuggets, a little dust. Faintly the Cowboy told, “Only Him can a feller trust.” He reached threw his chaps, Slowly their hands embrace. Exhausted he nearly collapse, Hearin’ the dust leave it’s trace. All to Him I’d give, The first house of His I see. Reacon He let me live, A Padres’ Cross set’em free He opened up his hand. As the Cowboy staggered away. Rocks an’ siftin’ sand, Helped the Cowboy pray. By: JW “Ish” Fellers ~ TexasCowboyIsh September 21, 2009 ~ Monday

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  1. Date: 5/22/2016 5:34:00 PM

    JW, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*"
  1. Date: 10/10/2009 10:08:00 PM

    Thanks Ms. Carolyn for the kinds words. Keep that 'ole hat handy, Ma'am. The wind of inspiration could be blowin' threw your hair directly. I've actually fine-tuned this one a little, very little, since I posted it here. This was really kinda a ruff-draft, if-you-will. I knew I needed to fill-in some places to get the image in my mind converted onto paper. I'll put it up so-as ya'll can see which one best. Thanks again, Ms Carolyn. JW ~ TexasCowboyIsh
  1. Date: 10/9/2009 1:46:00 PM

    I really enjoy your cowboy-style writes, JW. This has a magical quality to it, kind of like the movie "High Plains Drifter." My cowboy hat is sitting on a hook next to my computer. When do we ride? Love, Carolyn
  1. Date: 9/23/2009 3:48:00 PM

    Thanks Mr. Abe for the kind words. Take-Care, my friend. JW ~ TexasCowboyIsh
  1. Date: 9/22/2009 8:36:00 PM

    Thanks for sharing your work... this is a classic ....
  1. Date: 9/22/2009 5:53:00 AM

    Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us JW. I enjoyed reading your poetry today. I wish you the best in your future writing endeavors. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 9/21/2009 11:04:00 PM

    Howdy Ya'll!! I just wrote this story this morning. Wanted to put it up here to see what you folks think of it. Thanks in advance for your feedback. JW ~ TexasCowboyIsh