The Veiled Rider (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
It was down at the home ranch, a bunch of cow pokesGot in an old hoss that was only half ...
It was down at the home ranch, a bunch of cow pokesGot in an old hoss that was only half ...
That old bunk house mirror that most of us knewI remember it yet, and I know that you do.One corner ...
He showed up in the springtime, when the geese began to honk;He signed up with the outfit, and we fattened ...
Along about six in th' mornin',When th' drippin' sun turns out o' bed,An' reveille's gone, an' th' decks are astir,An' ...
We used to run a cow-ranch, In all that old term meant,But all our ancient glories In recent ...
Third Avenue in sunlight. Nature's error. Already the bars are filled and John is there. Beneath a plentiful lady over ...
If her little sister was an adverb describing verbs in motion a verb for her about her fashion sense To ...
Living the Christian life a prayer for each morning that this day my feet, my path would be your way, ...
"self-made" children, willful children, so we are living in the world Humble children we are called Called to be by ...
Christ's call to us each one of us, to lay down our selves our former lives cast off to take ...
What a wonderful way to understand our faith Christ's call to us, "Give me all" our wills, our bodies, our ...
A prayer of a loving father our brother our hope calling to us, from the word from his heavenly throne ...
Life would be easier so much easier if we can follow the call the prayer of Christ to set down ...
at the wonder of creation of the fingers of her hand of the laugh in her smile bubbles in the ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
When first I left Blighty they gave me a bay'nit And told me it 'ad to be smothered wiv gore; ...
ELSIE FLIMMERWON, you got a job now with a jazz outfit in vaudeville. The houses go wild when you finish ...
THE BALLOONS hang on wires in the Marigold Gardens. They spot their yellow and gold, they juggle their blue and ...
Mondays, way before dawn, before even the first hint of blue in the windows, we'd hear it start, off the ...
If there were more than one of me I'd shave my head and grow my beard I'd be a Doctor ...
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