KOWGIRL POETRY

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Buffaloes Dusk

The Buffaloes are gone 
And those who saw the buffaloes
Are gone too
Those who saw the buffaloes by thousands
And how they pawed the prairie sod into
Dust with their hoofs
Their great heads down pawing on the great
Pageant of dusk
Those who saw the buffaloes are gone
And the buffaloes are gone too...

~Wondering Star~



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