Jeb Poems - Poems about Jeb

...Floyd never left after that night, all such thoughts vanished right quick. He found himself with a step-daughter, and a wife, in the mornings quite sick. He had to buy some new horses, fresh cow ponies of the first rank. He settled down into a family life, working his father's big ranch. And though his new twins brought him joy, and he was doing...

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...Floyd still looked at Beverly, he knew that her words rang true. He said,"Stay in the ranch, sell off cows, that aught for the winter keep you." He turned and he left her, his heart a-rage, and made for the town to get a horse. As he walked away, he heard her say "I will pray for your Floyd, of course." For the...

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In open Nebraska, eighteen eighty-six, lived a man named Floyd Belgard. Only twenty years, he lived with his pa, a ranching man named Richard. Richard had moved out this way about seven long years before. After loosing his wife and dry-goods shop, he'd given up on keeping stores. Instead he'd found out on the plain, working long be it dusk or dawn, That he had...

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For my husband...... You make my head spin, in a big whirlwind of love. I cannot control, how I feel about your soul. You do make me ache and smile!...

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An age of innocence; ...

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