TRAIL’S END?
By Donna Penley He put his horse out t’ pasture, Hung his saddle on th’ wall; His cowboy pards went out t’ brand dogies, Left ‘im in th’ bunkhouse feelin’ small. What do ya do with a wore out ol’ cowboy, Who can no longer trust his rope? Can he prove t’ th’ foreman he kin carry his weight? Or, is there jest no hope? Copyright Protected
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AuthorDonna Penley is a Cowgirl Poet with deep Kansas roots who has been writing cowboy poetry for over twenty five years. She is a real Cowgirl and an ex-barrel racer. Archives
March 2017
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