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Spring is coming

Soapweed

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It is just the beginning of the fall season and seems a long time until spring. My cousin, Ken Moreland wrote a poem that might give us hope that spring is coming.

THE SANDHILLS IN THE SPRING by Ken Moreland

A toenail moon is hanging

Low in a champagne sky.

A fire burns in front of me.

My horses graze nearby.



The smell of wild flowers

Rides in on a cool night breeze.

You can almost smell spring coming

Through the rustling of the leaves.



I smell my supper cooking,

It’s just a steak and beans,

But as I look around me,

I feel like a man of means.



When the spring rains come early

And the grass is a sea of green,

The beauty of the Sandhills

Is the best I’ve ever seen.



Just down the fenceline

I hear a robin sing.

There’s very few things finer

Than the Sandhills in the spring.



When you hear the cattle bawling,

With dust thick in the air,

When you’re nearly blinded

By sweat and burning hair,



Though the sweat runs down your forehead,

Smoke makes your eyeballs sting,

You can’t think of a better place

Than the Sandhills in the spring.



Great Grandpa could have stayed in England

Or not traveled so far west

But one look at this area,

He knew the Sandhills were the best.



In the cloudless sky above me

Glides a curlew on the wing.

I thank my lucky stars

I’m in the Sandhills in the Spring!
 

sw

Well-known member
That is a good one for sure, yes indeed
Coming from the cousin of the infamous Soapweed.
Has this thing about rhymin, and sayin what he means,
Can't do a thing about it, it came from in his genes. :!:
 

EmptyPockets

Well-known member
There must be something in the water
That those windmills pump up from the sand
That gives a man good character
And a strong foundation on which to stand

They ride, rope and raise good beef
And are so healthy they never need pills
So if you want to be a cowboy & a poet,
You better move to the Nebraska sandhills! :wink:
 
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