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Two Thousand and Twenty Three Part 5

"Ain't got no prairie fire worries," Bob says to Little Zeke "Lessen we gits some whar with grass" And he kicked his horse in the ribs as they entered the pass A week later they found grass The cattle were starting to get weak Samuel called a hault And all enjoyed the two day break Renewed the drovers and cattle stepped out refreshed Two days later the Platt River again came into view. The leader she began to balk Samuel put a rope on her and Gabe gave her a whack As they reached the other side Some riders topped a ridge Everyone threw their hats in the air And holler "Here we is" Samuel entered the bunkhouse And to the window he did strole He looked at the beautiful land Bowed his head and said "Amen" Cile Beer August 17,2010

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Date: 8/18/2010 9:11:00 AM
Oh Cile my dear friend it is beautiful. Thank you for sharing your amazing writing with everyone today. Love, Carol
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