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GENTLE WORDS
Posted by LadyChapman on March 27, 2011 in Michael "Coyote" Schroll, Poetry
GENTLE WORDS By Michael “Coyote” Schroll (C) 2/1999 Those times that crushed him even now Were painful, each brand new. He’d see someone that looked like her Black hair and eyes so blue. Had been some years since last they talked Not knowin’ where she’d be. He rode that horse, cut them cows And knew [...]
