Somehow, I see Ennis up on the mountain that first Summer, just after getting up after spending a night in the little tent, away from Jack. - Bud
First Light
Cowboys & Indians Magazine's Poem of the Week for 2/22/2012
by Max Ryan
My heart follows the land and all its bountiful yields,
I see the lake, down below some fields away,
The morning mist, rises
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