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I have loved things Country and Western all of my life. I have loved the ranches and farms, the work, the fields, the barns, livestock, and the food. I was born and raised in Kentucky where I learned to ride and care for horses. Most of my family lived on farms and/or were livestock producers. I have raised various livestock and poultry over the years.I have sold livestock feed and minerals in two states. My big hats and boots are only an outward manifestation of the country life I hold dear to my heart. With the help of rhyme or short story, in recipes or photos, I make an effort in this blog to put into words my day to day observations of all things rural; the things that I see and hear, from under my hat. All poems and short stories, unless noted otherwise, are authored by me. I hope you enjoy following along.

Friday, June 7, 2013

The Waning


He sat quietly on his horse
And sighed as he gazed below
His heart was heavy with the grief
That many would come to know

Their lives were forever changed
The ways of The Fathers gone
Once they both were  free and sovereign
So very proud, and so strong

Tribes had numbered with the stars
But, just as the herd he watched below,
He felt they too would fade away
Like the mighty Buffalo
Natives dependent on this land,
Children of Mother Earth,
Would be forced along bitter trails
Far from their places of birth 

He rode out from the remnant herd
Into the waning sun alone
Farewell to the last of both their kind
And this land  called "Yellowstone"

K.L. Dennie  June 2013